Mr. Crabby Pants

Ethan is so so so so so so crabby today. He woke up this morning in a bad mood, which continued throughout the day. He's very needy, which hasn't left me much time to get anything done around the house (only laundry while he naps). And he just can't decide what he wants-one minute, he wants to be held. Not more than two minutes later, he wants to stand against the furniture, but starts crying because he's overtired. AHHHHHHHHH! The only time he was remotely happy was:
a.) when we drove over to Winsted to have an anniversary lunch with Mark (we almost didn't go, due to his mood, but once I got him in the car, he was great)
b.) right before bed tonight (which is when he should be getting tired and going to sleep)

I am praying that tomorrow is better. Between teething and his runny nose and fits of scream-crying, it's been bad. I need him to be back to his normal self. Cause this sucks!!!