B: "We better go get Sophie before she beavers the crib some more."
Me: "Why, she already ruined it."
B: "... So she doesn't eat her way out."
Dear Beaver,
Please stop chewing eating your beautiful wood crib. It was pricey and I had to do quite a bit of begging to get dad to buy it for you. Now you are using it as a chew toy. Stop! Please! Thank You.
Love,
Beaver Control
8 Comments:
Oh my goodness, my oldest was a beaver too! So sorry. :)
Oh my...I bet y'all couldn't help but laugh when y'all saw this! Hope she gets over that beaver stage! :)
Yes, I did laugh! Especially when brian started calling her beaver. It made me not quiet as mad :)
Oh man, it is a little worse than I thought when you first told me about it...
LOL!!! I'm not sure this will make you feel any better, but I just found teeth marks all over Amory's new bunk bed . . . and she's six.
@Lesa
It is bad...It is on the top of the rail (in pic) and the side of the rail. She uses her top and bottom teeth!
@danagal
Are you telling me sophie is going to be a beaver til she is 6! :)
That is bummer she is doing that! :(
My little boy was a beaver too! :) As soon as I heard him wake up, I would run into his room & get him before he started "eating" his crib!
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