Talk about growth spurts. I have been waiting for a tooth for the last six months, convinced that every drool was a sign of it's arrival. Anyway, two days into my parents trip, two tiny white mice teeth simultaneously reared their heads. In addition, she suddenly decided it was time to start crawling, after several months of hopeless attempts and our endless encouragements to move forwards instead of backwards (or more often simply to move at all.) One morning last week she simply scuttled off across the floor like she had been doing it forever.The times they are a-changing, as someone once said.
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