Hughie's been pretty cranky as of late and I just chalked it up to getting older, more demanding, etc. Well, he had his one year check up yesterday and he is getting FOUR NEW TEETH right now. Freaking OUCH. Poor little guy, infant motrin is our best friend. On a good note, Hughie is perfectly healthy. He's measuring it at the 50th percentile on all fronts. He also fell in love with our nurse (and her big blue eyes) until she stuck two needles in his chubby little thighs. She did manage to win him back with a cup full of animal crackers!