Saturday, March 28, 2009
Razor sharp teeth
I couldn't figure out why the paint on our window sills was pealing, until I examined them a little closer... bite marks. Eight razor sharp, itty, bitty, bite marks! I think Deacon is turning into a shark or a very naughty puppy! I guess I should just be grateful they no longer use lead in paint and that I have some paint left over for touch ups. I think I'll wait until he's out of this biting and chewing on everything in sight phase. Unfortunately, the bite victims aren't just inanimate objects. Scott and I have both gotten little bites, and believe me- they hurt!
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3 comments:
I hear ya, sorry about the paint! I need to break out a few cans myself. Too bad my boys, even the oldest hasn't grown out of his fasination of biting things. Unfortunately our teether was wood and can't really be fixed. :(
That picture totally cracked me up! How funny!
I saw a movie once where one of the characters said, "Don't let the kids chew on the walls." I thought that was hilarious and improbable. That was before we had kids :) Happy Painting!
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