The saying this last week is "I have no idea what is wrong with these kids. I am just their mother not a psychic." My boys very rarely cry so when they fussy for a whole week I like to think there is something very wrong. No teeth so I though they must have ear infections so off to the doctor. After a $50 co-pay and the official verdict is there is nothing wrong with them. Arr! I really should be grateful that they are not sick but I still have no idea what is wrong and that is really frustrating. I look forward to the day they can talk and tell me what they need. They are still really cute!
