When a four-molar teether also has a cold, it's a roller coaster of emotions. When medicated, she is happy as a clam and running all about. When the medicine wears off, she is attached to my hip like a tree frog. Please, molars, hurry on your way.
I'm a wife and mom; lawyer; volunteer; lover of nature, physical fitness and travel; baker; crafter & budding seamstress; lakehouse and watersports enthusiast; Riverbend church member; internet devotee; and bargain shopper.
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