Either Little Guy is teething or he has been possessed by a beaver. Each time we turned around today, we found him munching on something else…
A Church Pew,
A phone (We will be replacing this ASAP),
and a shelf.
He has no interest in his teethers, toys, or Sophie the Giraffe – but give this kid something you thought was inedible, and he will go to town. He even bit my knee! At least he didn’t eat any stink bugs today…’cause boy, those guys stink when a baby bites off their head.