Teething sucks!

I am sick of teething. It makes me drool, and it hurts. I don't like eating. On the other hand, I got 3 bananas yesterday since that was about the only thing I wanted to eat.
I went to Karen's birthday party on Saturday. It was very weird because my play area had the gates taken off and there was extra furniture there and my toys were all put up. Karen had a taco bar, and I ate as fast as Mommy could shovel food in my mouth. I never eat that much at home. Then I shared Mommy's piece of chocolate cake. I really wanted my own because hers was not big enough for the both of us, but I guess that I can't have everything I want. (I wanted to be born to learn that? What a gyp!) Then Logan, Maggie, and I played and danced to music. There was a big boy named Jared there who played with me too. I liked him--he seemed very nice, and he has a brother with my name. I got to bed 2 hours later than usual, but I took a 3 hour morning nap to make up for it. Mommy got a lot of packing done. (Have I told you, dear blog readers, that I am moving to NY? Mommy and I are going to live with Grandma and Grandpa for a while.) Anyway, that was a world record for a nap at home, and Mommy kept peeking in the window at me and asking Daddy questions like "You don't think he's dead, do you? He never naps this long! When will he wake up?"
Daddy did a very mean thing today. He brought me to where Mommy is working. I was super happy to see her--people even laughed when I made happy sounds! But then he took me away not even a minute later! I wanted to be with Mommy, and she looked at me sadly while I was crying and reaching for her and Daddy walked away with me.
Mommy is very mad at Daddy for making me upset and almost making her cry at work.