Remember last weekend? Remember how you were hanging out with your great friends and their adorable (allegedly Puerto Rican) blond hair, blue-eyed baby? That was nice. Let's go there, to that happy place of last weekend. Before TEETHING hit and you and Charlotte spent five days not napping, not sleeping, and camped out in the living room. And while we're at it, can we also go back a few days before that when your husband had a functioning back and could lift the perpetually unhappy baby?