Dental baby

Robin continues to be enthralled by my mouth. At least once a day I get a comprehensive dental inspection, his fingers prodding my lips, teeth, gums and tongue, while he stares in fascinated horror. That’s usually the only time he also submits to me prodding his mouth. Turnabout is fair play, I guess.

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