The Toothache?
It was one of the laziest days in a while.
What was supposed to be a fun day with friends, turned into a cozy day on the couch with a snotty baby whom were convinced is getting her two-year-old molars. She's not been eating much and is constantly both drooling and putting things in her mouth. Added to a nice little wet, nasally, drip cough and we've got ourselves a regular ol fussy babe. But a happy fussy babe, nonetheless. She always manages big smiles and even bigger giggles even when she's (sorta) sidelined. Love this girl so much.
And random...the word "babe" just reminded me of something funny. Amelia hears me calling Adam "babe" quite often and since, she's been calling her daddy "babe" because of it! Cracks us up!
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