If you look closely, you'll see two new shiny dentures. Yep, Kassidy grew too little bottom teeth this past month.
For for those of you lucky enough to be my Facebook friend, you already know how we found them.
There we are. Sitting on the bed. Harassing our baby. And by harassing, I mean letting her use us as a jungle gym and making her laugh uncontrollably. Even if you're not a baby person, a baby laughing is one of the cutest sounds you'll ever hear. Now go find a baby and tickle it.
Anyway, I'm having a grand ole time letting Kassidy gnaw on my fingers, until I realize that it hurts like hell.
Fast forward to me yelling "Ouch" and Brady thinking I am a wuss.
Until the same thing happened to him.
So we decide to do some investigative work. And what do you know, we discover two teeth.
And then we give ourselves a pat on the back for finding them and tell ourselves how we are awesome parents. We don't have self esteem issues in case you're wondering.
So if you are lucky enough to see the Kujawskis sometime in the near future, don't stick your finger in our baby's mouth. Cause she bites. And I can't promise you that I won't laugh.
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