Well, my blog-every-day and wear-a-dress-or-skirt-every-day roll ended real fast at the appearance of a very emotional event — for Evie, anyway. Teething hit my sunshine baby hard and sudden. After the relatively mild entrance of three teeth, her gums decided to put up a fight and we’ve so far had three solid days of nonstop drool, crying, mild fever, and very, very swollen gums. It looks to me like she’s getting about five teeth at once; not only is her second upper front tooth struggling to appear, but at least four other spots in her gums are swelling. No wonder she’s refused to let me put her down for more…