Jinx!

I got an email this morning titled "What Next?" and now I know the answer:

Teething.

That's right. Iain is not only sick with pneumonia, but he also has a tooth coming in on the side. I'm not sure if all the side teeth are molars, but it's definitely the flat-on-top kind of tooth, not the thin-along the ridge kind.

So he's feverish, coughing, cranky, and TEETHING.

Awesome. With awesome sauce and an awesome cherry on top.