Eureka! I was happily chewing on my fingers this whole time to soothe those pesky teeth sprouting from my gums when I discovered a shorter, fatter finger. 

Speaking of pesky teeth, they are really starting to come out! Mommy didn’t realize one of my top front teeth were already out until a nurse mentioned it to her.

Upon overhearing the uprights talk about the nearby car chase pursuit ending in gunshots, a barricade and hostage situation at the Trader Joe’s, I decided to create my own gang sign to fit in:

I was lucky enough to get held by my very special auntie who has given me lots of clothes, toys, and love.