I’m going to say that Oliver is teething. The poor kid seems to be miserable, always wants something in his mouth, and can’t seem to fall asleep. I haven’t technically felt anything coming through, so I hope I’m not wrong. Otherwise we would have nothing to explain his current mood.
I think I have overextended myself this week, needless to say you might not hear much from me till next week.
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