Almost everyone I meet tells me I must be teething. We've been hearing it so often, mum went out and got me some teething gel. It's because I have a constant stream of dribble. I reckon I've left my DNA all over the place!
No teeth yet.
Mummy B says I've got pretty hard gums, and I like to 'chomp' on things. So teeth might be just around the corner.
We waved goodbye to my great grandma this morning, and jumped back in the car for another big long car drive. I handled myself better than the first trip. But it did take longer. We got home, I had a bath and two nappy changes, and then went straight to sleep. Tired boy.
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