I was worried about you this morning. Your class was on the second floor for most of the morning. You had spotted me a couple times and wanted to come over and be held. I kept encouraging you to go back to your class and you would, but eventually kept coming back more frequently and more upset if you couldn’t reach me. I had to finally just hold you for a long time while I directed my own class, which I didn’t mind but you still fussed. I still don’t know why you felt so upset. Perhaps you were uncomfortable due to new teeth coming in. Maybe you just missed me since I couldn’t play with you before bed last night. I heard you were happy the rest of the day though, so I am happy about that. I also made sure we got to play a while between dinner and my evening class tonight.