Paper

Baby Goo LOVES paper.

I was washing dishes the other day, when I heard her choke-coughing from the other room. Peeked in to see her devouring a receipt that I never even knew was on the floor, let alone within her reach. This little piece was stuck to her head, the rest of it rolled up in her fist in a wet suckable glob.

It wasn't all there, of course.

I found the last of it this evening.