Mega Mouth so far this morning has destroyed my Mum’s favorite flip flop and my bro’s favorite hat. She has currently taken off to the top of the stairs for some quiet time to demolish a baseball.
We are excusing her on the grounds that she must have teething problems.
I gazed into her cavernous cruncher and could see she still has some ways to go to have her complete set.
Poor Ma is also having a chopper crisis. She was chewing her nails last night while watching Call the Midwife. It was very tense and sad.
It was even sadder when she chipped her front tooth.
Poor woman never gets a break. Talk about bringing new meaning to the old saying “hard as nails”