A few weeks ago, I bit through the silicone of my Num Num. (Michelle and I are starting to speculate that Daddy living near the Amazon for two years somehow altered his genetic makeup, that is why are teeth are as sharp as piranha teeth . . . hm.) Mommy wasn't emotionally ready for me to be that grown up. So she gave me a new one and pretended to chastize me and give me the ultimatum on not biting through them, that is a choking hazard so she says. What she didn't know was that I am very mature for my age and was done with the thing.So two weeks later and continuous chomping I bit through the second one. (Michelle was one who explained to me how to get them from continually popping it in my mouth to get to be quiet or go to sleep, she had to do the same thing two years ago.)
Bye Bye Num Num. It was fun while it lasted.
6 comments:
Wow, can't believe they bit through them! This post made me laugh.
It's funny how sometimes we want to keep the binky more than the kids.
You're growing up, shark tooth.
Nice! Way to be adamant Ryker! :D
Already?! Jana said it right though, it's the parent's that aren't quite ready for it.
Way to go, Ryker! You are growing up so fast and are so handsome!
Wishing I could do a post like this! Still brainstorming ways to get rid of his paci by his 2nd birthday.
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