Eve is teething, again, and everything is going into her mouth at the moment. However, her most popular snack is paper or card. She has a little baby homing beacon that allows her to find the nearest, and often most colourful, piece of paper and shove it straight into her mouth. The flurry of Christmas and birthdays has been heaven for her.
Yesterday we went to pick up her birthday present, a lovely wooden rocking horse, and bought her a new swimsuit at the same time. I put it into her handbag (oh yes, she loves handbags as well as shoes) and gave it to her in the car. Five minutes later there was a contented munching sound and the Boy reached back to find the large card label attached to the swimsuit was now a lot smaller and Eve was grinning happily.
The sarcastic cynic. Or something like that
5 weeks ago