We had pizza on Monday night. Then yesterday morning, Isabella comes out with a pizza crust. I honestly don't know where it came from, but it was so hard. I tried to take if from her which resulted in a very dramatic display of yelling so I let her keep it and she spent about 1 1/2 hours gnawing on it. Since she's getting teeth, I guess we could think of it kind of like a teething rusk?
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