I swear daddy... I didn't do it!

Already under lock and key, and she cant even crawl. There is no hope for this child. I swear we will try not to be too over protective. We will save that craziness for when the boys come knocking. Her daddy will have a field day with that. Thankfully we still have a few years before we have to deal with that. But I am sure, as with everything else, it will be here before we know it. Which leads me to our newest development….Teething! OUCH! Our little darling has started teething, and she is not a happy camper. She can’t keep her hands out of her mouth, or anything else for that matter, and she constantly drools. Look out Scruffy; I think you may have some competition in the slobber department. I think I may have to permanently attach a burp cloth to my body. And no Paw Paw, you cannot give her whiskey, that’s what they make Baby Orajel for.

On a lighter note, Leisa got to meet some more family this weekend for the first time. I know her Maw Maw was really missing her, so we took a drive to Daytona this past weekend so she could see her. She needed her Leisa fix, just like the rest of us. We can’t ever seem to get enough. Unfortunately that was the first day it became evident to us that she was teething, so she was a little cranky. Well to be honest, cranky isnt exactly what I would call it. More like pitiful and you know what at the same time. But that didn’t stop them from eating her up. It just added a little zest to the mix (that is meatball mix of course). All in All, I know her Uncle Randy, Aunt Marci, Aunt Pat and Uncle Tracy were all very happy to meet her. And of course, Her Maw Maw was thrilled to see her. Lets just hope future visits wont be so painful:)~ He he….