And now there are 2!

Teeth, that is. Poor Lily had a really rough afternoon yesterday. Matt and I were sure it was teething, and yet there was only so much we could do. She was constantly chewing on her hands, drooling a ton, crying, didn't want to eat, and even spitting up drool. We ran out and bought her some Orajel and teething rings, on top of keeping her on Tylenol every 4 hours. ...and then, lo and behold, I checked her mouth after dinner, and she now has 2 teeth! It must have cut sometime between 2:00-7:00. Her mood instantly improved and she was a happy camper. She had a hard time settling down for bedtime, I'm sure it was because of her rough day, so I just held her until she drifted off. Sweet baby.