Grinder

I've now got six feet (four on the upper, two on the lower) and they do some amazing things. For one, they chop up my food into tiny pieces so I can swallow. And if I lean my head back, my mouth opens and I show my teeth and that makes Mommy say what a cute boy I am.

The other thing I've learned is that I can grind them. And it's loud.

Mommy and Daddy aren't into this new hobby of mine. But I'm just getting to know my body and what it can do and this is, you know, fun,

Sometimes, I'm grinding the melody of a song I know. Sometimes, I'm just sharpening my teeth for an upcoming meal. And sometimes, I don't even realize I'm doing it.

But most of the time, to be honest, I just do it to drown Mommy's singing out.

Don't tell her, though. She thinks she sings like Mariah Carey.