This is an accurate depiction of life for the Christensens lately. Kyle recently cut an eye tooth and is vigorously working on cutting the second. For some reason, he's had an incredibly hard time getting it through the gums. Ergo, we get little sleep at night, and our typically cheerful, happy baby has turned into Oscar the Grouch (literally--he also likes to climb in our garbage cans...but that's another story...). He's also developed the quirk of playing with his own hair when he's tired...but only on the right side. So, when we laid him down to sleep the other night, he assumed the "oh, my aching head" position, and I caught a good picture of it. Hopefully soon that tooth will emerge, and we'll have a happy little vampire rather than a grouchy little green monster.