Sorry for the shamefully sporadic posting lately. Jim has been a needy little sonuvabitch (I'm allowed to say that, being said bitch), and it's been a bit trying. I think he's developing some kind of separation anxiety - he wails hysterically if I leave his sight and is instantly calmed when I return, even if I don't touch him. He's getting very easily frustrated now, too, and likes to change positions/activities every five minutes or so when he's not napping. Nights, while improved by co-sleeping, are still leaving me with about six hours on an average night, so I've also been groggy as hell during the day. Basically, I love him dearly and do not want him to grow up, but I kind of can't wait until this phase is over and he can crawl or something. I think he'll be much less cranky if he can get around on his own.
Anyway, that is my excuse and a slight rant. Here is a picture of Jim with a levitating teething ring to tide you over until next time.
Noah took it. I don't know how it's levitating. Jim is probably telekinetic.