
I gave Egan his first teething biscuit... except it wasn't in his highchair, it was on the living room floor. I thought, "it's a cracker for him to gnaw on, no worries." Little did I know how messy those things are, and I quickly moved him to his highchair, but it was too late to save his shirt and mine.

Let me tell you. Fun was had in LARGE quantities.

... and Egan has a new favorite snack.
I finally got around to checking out everyone's sites to see what's new with the posse. LOVE the pics and the updates! We are going to work on clapping this week--how fun! So good to hear that things are going well and see Egan's sweet little face!
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