Abby is having somewhat of a difficult time adjusting to the fiery surge that are her upper gums.
I'm not going to pretend it hurts h
If only she had more in her verbal repertoire than a migraine provoking screechety shriekety succession of cries.
I'll write more after I teach her how to throw plates or drown her pain in a bowl of peanut butter and chocolate chips.
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