Lizzy fussed from 6 to 8 straight. I changed her, fed her (three times!), walked her, put her down, picked her up, used a pacifier, rocked her, talked to her, etc. I tried almost everything. Then Grandma Rosie called and suggested I remove her pj's and put the phone on speaker. Elizabeth quieted, listened intently, and was even smiling and talking by the end of 10 minutes.
It was almost a perfect ending. But then we hung up. This, it turns out, was NOT okay. To add insult to injury, Lee put her clothes back on. She is currently screaming again. It was nice while it lasted. Call again soon Rosie!
Now I'm off to call Grandma Carol. Let's keep this magic rolling! :)