Yes, my bib is wet with spit up and drool--you will rarely find me without a bib on these days! And if I don't have a bib on it's because it was soaked through and/or Mommy and Daddy gave up and have let my clothes get covered in drool instead.
Lovin' my jumperoo!
My feet would touch the ground if I would just stretch them out all the way!
Praying Hands
Waah!
Droolin'
Mom, this is embarrassing!
Look at that concentration!
Love those chunky thighs!
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