Brush-a, Brush-a

It seems Molly is once again teething. All in all, teething for Molly hasn't been too awful: she'd have a slight fever and feel puny for a day or two, have one really rough night, then have a tooth break through and be done. These canines, however, have given her a run for her money. She's had at least two or three of these teething bouts in the last few months, but nothing is coming through. This morning she was her normal self, then she woke up from her nap with the same random fever and puniness. As we were getting ready for bedtime, I took her into the bathroom to give her some Claritin and Tylenol. She saw her toothbrush, and asked for it. Instead of brushing for a minute or two like normal, Molly just GNAWED on that poor toothbrush for almost 30 minutes. I finally pried it out of her hands as she was going into her crib. Poor child might have an achy mouth, but at least her teeth are extra gleaming tonight.

Brushing those pearly whites

See Momma? So PRETTY!!