Was it the buckets of drool soaking the front of my shirts, or was it the finger-chewing that made it obvious that I'm starting to teeth? Well, now that I'm teething, I have to wear a bib. At least my mom and dad brought Sophie the giraffe home so that I have something to gnaw on to make my sore gums feel better.
Friday, December 19, 2008
Calling All Tooth Fairies
Was it the buckets of drool soaking the front of my shirts, or was it the finger-chewing that made it obvious that I'm starting to teeth? Well, now that I'm teething, I have to wear a bib. At least my mom and dad brought Sophie the giraffe home so that I have something to gnaw on to make my sore gums feel better.
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