The Bean is officially teething. This morning I could see (as she opened her mouth to cry) the front of her gums all puffy and white, and I can feel sharp little jagged blades at the front of her mouth.
She is currently sitting in my lap, actively sucking on an ice cube in a small mesh bag. She is sad. My boobs are frightened.
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