It's kind of shaped like an ice cream cone -- big ball on top, little stem at the bottom -- and I've been jamming it into my drooly face for over ten minutes now. My cheeks are glistening, and my little tongue is lolling all over it, and intermittently Im giggling with glee. This is SO. MUCH. FUN.
I just got back from a road trip. I'm glad I don't have to be in the car anymore. I've actually graduated up to a bigger car seat already -- now instead of riding in a confining little egg, I'm in this big boy car seat that lets me move around a lot more. It's kind of fun.
I roll over onto my bely with ease, now, whenever I want to. I especially want to when I'm feeling bad, or when I want to sleep. And i'm getting closer to crawling...I can sort of scootch around a little bit now, by just scrambling with my legs and dragging my face along whatever surface I'm lying on. It's not very efficient, though -- I should probably start trying to use my arms.
I am drooling buckets, and chomping on anything I can fit my gums around. It's pretty clear I'm teething, althogh Mom says it's early for that (what does she know, anyway? She's an amateur at this!)
Oh, and I might have allergies. The last two days the pollen count has been really high, and Daddy's nose has been explosive...and now all of a sudden I'm clawing at my nose and eyes, and they're sort of red. Dang. I was hoping that was one trait I could avoid inheriting.
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