This morning when Dada got you out of your crib, he noticed some brown flakes on your lips and around your mouth. After cleaning you off, he discovered where those flakes had come from: your crib. You have decided that the rails of your crib are a new chew toy. Oh Gage, it seems like you're always in to something. Does anyone know where we can find crib rail covers? Dada looked today in town, but failed to find anything. It looks like you'll be sleeping in your playpen until we get the rails covered. I don't think crib flakes are good for a baby diet.
Yummy crib
Poor crib
I love you,
Mommy
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