Baby Play
Squirmy LOVES a face to play with. He likes kid faces, dad faces, mom faces. Faces make my little guy happy and he bestows upon them his hugest, slobbery toothless grin, the kind of grin that sort of looks like a dinosaur about to devour its prey, if dinosaurs actually didn’t have any teeth. He likes talking to faces and drooling on faces if he can get close enough to them. And of course there’s always that possibility of playing the practical joke of spitting up on someone’s face if he can manage to get the angle right. (That seems to happen to me most of all).
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