I even pulled out the video camera, but I didn't get any of the "good" parts. I had hoped to catch him backing up onto the bed, but he was done with that by the time I pulled it out. But here is a little snippet anyway:
I ended up taking him back out to the living room so Clayton could have some peace and was able to calm Reese down by showing him our family pictures on the wall and talking to him about them. I also had a cool, wet washcloth for him to bite on, which turned into a funny game when I was trying to show him how I wanted him to bite it. Shortly after that the ibuprofen we'd given him must have finally kicked in, because he accepted his blankey and pacifier and snuggled up, allowed me to sing our "goodnight song" (Baby Mine from Dumbo) and laid in his crib and then went to sleep with out another fuss.
At times like these, I'm sure grateful for a sense of humor, because when I've tried everything else and he still won't calm down, the only thing left to do is try to laugh to myself about it! Well, and take some pictures ;)
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