I'd post a picture of Ellowyn's new chompers, but they are only just barely poking through the gums so you can't even see them yet in person, much less in a photo. The only way I know they're there is that I can feel them when I put my finger in her mouth.
In related news, here's a cute series of photos/videos from one of Ellowyn's recent culinary adventures.
How did the unsuspecting blueberries get mauled into indecipherable mush? Let's examine the evidence.
|Exhibit A: Note the "who me?" expression on the face of the accused.|
|Exhibit B: Note the blueberry-induced face puckering.|
|Exhibit C: And now the foot has entered the scene.|
|Exhibit D: The accused shows no remorse.|
|Exhibit E: Blueberry mush was discovered between the toes of the accused.|
Guilty as charged. And to top it off, after she tired of mauling the poor blueberries, she proceeded to play with the remains, spreading blueberry carcass all over the surrounding area. Oh the humanity.