The world is no longer safe from Nyla's teeth. At approximately 11:08 tonight, my own child bit me. She woke up crying around 11, so Paul and I decided to put her in bed with us in hopes that she would fall asleep.
At first things went well. She just whimpered a little and rubbed her eyes. Then the savage animal emerged.
Out of nowhere, she started crawling all over us, raking her fingernails all over us. At one point, she climbed up to my shoulder and rested her head. "Awww she wants to snuggle" I thought to myself. Just as I was going in to give her some sweet kisses, *CHOMP*! All five of her teeth sank into my skin and stayed there! I almost rolled her off the bed because I was so shocked! Nyla had bit me!
First it was chewing socks, then her crib. Now she has resorted to chewing on people, her own mother no less! A savage beast indeed! More proof that we shouldn't have made those savage jokes while I was pregnant.
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