Waterworks

I put a crisp clean shirt on Sawyer and took him out into the yard for a long overdue 9 month photo shoot. Before sitting him down, I mopped his face and chin. Nevertheless, the photos were junk. Before I fired off the first shot a river was pouring from the corner of his mouth, down his chin and had soaked his shirt. His top teeth are coming in and the drool is unstoppable. Strings of it stretch across the room wherever he goes like some sort of incredible water web - from the board book he just chewed on to the rattle in his hand to his chin. If Sawyer were a super hero he could ensare his nemisis in droolcicles. Bibs are useless. He hates them. He chews on them. He pulls them off. All we can do is hope he finishes teething soon.

Let's see a close up: