Yep, this is what is going down here this weekend. James was up until 2:00 after waking at 12:15. I whisper read him books, tried to cuddle him to sleep on the couch (during which he'd say, "Aww. Night Night." over and over before realizing he was in close proximity to a fan that wasn't turned on....), then finally gave him a drink of water and put him in his crib. A bit more crying then he passed out until sometime between 7:30 and 8!
Tonight he was crazy. Screaming. Crying. That's when we finally started comparing notes and thinking it might be teeth. Dan ventured a finger into James's craw for an exploratory poke. Sure enough, bumps abound and some little points coming through. That's when we called upon the magical powers of Tylenol. We still couldn't interest James in eating. Not even "pie" (peach cobbler). He is sleeping... for now.