Da Cigar

The Girl rediscovered the binky this morning. The Boy delivered it to her as gift to deter her cranky mood. She hasn't used it in a long time and seems to have forgotten how. She clamps it in her teeth like a cigar and turns up the other corner of her mouth giving her the overall look of one of the Bowery Boys.

Although we aren't in favor binkys at her age, it probably feels good to chew on as the last of her teeth are coming in (thank God). Her mood is not sparkling and anything that helps is welcome, but this face she's putting on with its use is rather unbecoming. I'm tempted to throw a fedora on her and call it a day.