Deep, Dark Secret I: When a boy gets to be a certain age, his body starts going through some changes. I have reached that age.

I'm starting to get teeth. They hurt. No, they HURT. I actually woke up five times last night. I've been gnawing on anything I can get my teeth into. Sippy cups. Pacifiers. Az apam's nose. Az anyam's sweater. Blankets. Spoons.
Deep, Dark Secret II: Grouchiness is contagious. I've been a little bit grouchy as my body has gone through these changes. Suddenly everyone else in the house is a little more grouchy. Which leads to Deep, Dark Secret III....
Deep, Dark Secret III: If you talk to az apam today, be very, very careful. He's a wee bit grouchy.
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