Today Carrie and I went to a baby shower. She has met Nina (the guest of honor) once before, about 6 months ago. And although Carrie’s really starting to give lots of hugs to Denis and me, she hardly ever bestows them on anyone else. So I was absolutely shocked when she walked right up to where Nina was sitting on the couch and gave her a really long hug, right around her tummy. Do you think she knows there’s a baby in there?
And tonight we finally admitted that there is definitely a tooth in Carrie’s mouth – you can even feel it if you bravely stick your finger in there – so we broke out the toothbrush I bought for her when she was only 4 months old. It came with flouride-free fruit-flavored toothpaste, which Carrie apparently thought was divine. She got this puzzled little look on her face when I stuck the brush in, but then started munching away happily. (She didn’t read the directions on the box which clearly state it’s for brushing, not chewing.)