Zoë was working hard on her newest tooth yesterday morning. I gave her a variety of toys to teethe on, but she eventually squirmed her way over to the little table (that Benjamin's throw up bucket was resting on) and gave the table leg a try. That, apparently was the ideal chew toy—probably a bit tastier than sterile plastic.
She spent quite a few minutes gnawing away at it.
Then she flipped over to say hello.
She spent quite a few minutes gnawing away at it.
Then she flipped over to say hello.
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