Wasn't feeling great today - Boobie thinks I might be coming down with another teething cold. So I was tetchy with Mummy and tetchy with Boobie and tetchy with everyone. The only thing that cheers me up is exploring the contents of the fridge.
Mummy forced some Calpol (baby paracetamol dissolved in an artificial strawberry-pink goo) down my throat, when I was at my tetchiest. Most of it went into my eye because I clammed my mouth shut even though I was upset. Dad commented that through the eyeballs was probably the fastest way for the paracetamol to get to my bloodstream anyway.
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