I despise teething.
Are teeth really that important?
I’m fairly sure that with our technology in blenders and food
processors, teeth these days are purely aesthetic. And for this aesthetic, I have to tolerate a
fussy, whiny, impossible child.
Luckily, Gloria and I had a baby shower to escape to today. This meant cake for me and a distraction for
her. Win-win. Also, by the end of the shower, all of the
other overtired babies and toddlers made Gloria’s mood look normal.
Now we’re home again.
She’s intolerably cranky. I don’t
mean a little bit fussy-cranky, I mean the only way to calm her is to either
put her on grass or in water. Right now
we’re on the front lawn. A torrential
downpour just cleared up and there’s water soaking through the butt of my tulle
skirt. But it’s nice to see a smile on
her face again.
The outtake, hahahahaha.
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