Someone turned on a major drool faucet. Even during naps, the drool just pours out. Cohen is/was napping on my chest and I could feel the drool just dripping down me. Gross! Poor babe, those stinkin teeth are bugging him.
Solids are going well. We started a couple weeks ago, and he's liked everything he's tried. And, of course, he still loves nursing.
I want to have a booth at Southdown Marketplace this spring, but I need monies to make things to make monies! Ahh! Maybe when Scott sells his truck.
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