There is no Dana, only Drool!

Cujo?  Hooch?  Beethoven?  They've got nothing on Cheeky.  She's been a giggling, drooling mess for the last few days.  I'm not sure if she's begun teething, or if she's got mutant saliva glands, but her face has the glistening feel of freshly boiled pasta.  Want a dark circle on your shirt?  Pick up Cheeky!  Need to solubilize dry food?  Put it near her mouth!  Need to lubricate the pistons in your '69 Mustang?  Hold her over the engine!  It's got a thousand household uses!

She also seems to be storing digested food somewhere near the back of her throat, because it keeps reappearing at inopportune times.  She'll be chatting with us and flailing her arms around, when all of a sudden curdled milk will start spilling down her chin.  It reminds me of the Cement Mixers I used to buy my friends for their 21st birthdays.  Of course, the fact that she's been ramming her fist all the way down her throat may have something to do with all this...

These oral leaking problems were going to be my big story tonight, but just a few minutes ago Cheeky showed off a brand new skill.  She was lying on the couch watching the Washington/Tampa Bay game (I swear...she wanted to watch it...much better than Noggin') when John Gruden decided to go for a two-point conversion to win the game.  Surprised by this bold move (an extra point would have tied the game) she pushed up and rolled-over for the first time.  Just in time, too, since moments later Mike Alstott powered into the end-zone!  She was soooo excited.  About the roll, I assume, not the score.  My girl's all grows'd up....sniff sniff...

Comments

[WCG]

Time to get out those little drool bibs and have them on her all the time. Maybe even on you, attached in appropriate places. Go granbaby, go!!! Love ya.

[ecgram]

Well, I now need to de-tox-am totally addicted to the peanut. It was very hard to hand her over to her parents after the sleep-over because she had my fingers in a death-grip. Went today as well-more kisses, spit-up, roll-overs, bath time and lots of milk guzzeling. Some burps, some laughs, then home again to poor Kipper, the cat, suffering from pancreatitis and hospitalized at the vet for nutrition during the day-released for love at nite and companionship of his brother, Pewter. Cannot get enuf of this baby--for fotos go to:http://homepage.mac.com/rickifier/PhotoAlbum19.html so you can drool with envy over this treasure!
Ricki

[MetroDad]

Congrats, dude! The roll-over is huge! Definitely a major milestone.

[Lori]

Congrats on the rollover! As for the fist down the throat thing? It gets a lot worse. My daughter did it and I thought my son was going to bypass it, I was wrong. Just for fun he gags himself then giggles. He even giggles after the self induced exorcist type explosions.