He didn't want to miss the big game...

Last night this sweet little angel cried for about an hour. We put him to bed around his regular time, 8:00 p.m. It was unsuccessful. So while he continued his screaming theatrics (and I couldn't help but wonder how babies don't lose their voices... I mean if I screamed for an hour, my voice would be gone), we tested out our best parenting skills. We rocked, we cuddled, we sang, we walked, and we checked for teeth. All to no avail. Finally we resorted to giving him Tylenol and letting him watch the Pitt game. At last, he was content.