Isabelle is pulling herself up on chairs, the coffee table, and us. It's scary because she's so much taller when she stands and that means more child-proofing for us. She is also moving right along when she crawls. It's hard to believe she only started that a few weeks ago with a tiny tentative step.
She is definitely teething, working to get in her two top front teeth. They haven't broken through yet, but she is really sensitive on that part of her gums and she stops crying a few minutes after I put orajel on the area. Thank goodness they made it tasty so she doesn't mind it. She had us worried this evening during dinner because she started just screaming like she was in terrible pain.
Last night she had sauteed chicken and stuffing and corn with us. She adored it. We needed to be sure we cut the chicken up into little pieces, but everything else was fine as it was. Isabelle had driven Robert crazy that morning because she wouldn't eat any breakfast and spits out her food with a raspberry when she doesn't want it.
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