Four molars at once, poor little lamb. The amber teething necklace has made all the difference this time around, making it more ok than not. Today I forced myself to dust off the camera for the afternoon sun. I was airing out the drawers – which my neighbor then watered, cheers for that – whilst BB pottered around eating dirt, dessert to the sandpit main earlier on.
PS. Autumn, I love you. Stay like this forever.
