Being that I'm sick, exhausted, nauseous, slightly delirious and am surrounded by an endless sea of tissues . . . I feel it best to leave any deep thoughts to a later time. I fear the excessive amounts of crankiness and depression that just might surface. (I said excessive. As in, above the average amounts that are here.)
I can't leave anyone hanging though. I give to you the child who clearly has so few teething toys that she needs to chew on the table.


3 comments:
Yeah, what they don't tell you in all those birthing/motherhood classes is that teething babies and puppies are in same genus classification, or something like that...
Cute pics!
I hereby give you permission to not be sick or injured again until at least next Spring. I mean, c'mon, enough is enough!
That's so cute!! My son used/uses our fireplace hearth (brick) as a teething toy. Makes my skin crawl!!
What a doll you have there!!! Hope you feel better soon!
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