Mango, Mango

The last week of March we went from having hail, to 100 degrees on April 1st. It was a crazy week. At the same time, Lily was cutting her two bottom teeth. I randomly found two of these doohickies (I have no idea what they are called) leftover from a visit from Brendan when he was Lily's age. You can put anything inside of them for babies to chew on, but the fan favorite has been frozen mango. Since Winco had mangos (which after googling, can be spelled mangos or mangoes) at 68 cents a pop and the ladies at work gave me a mango splitter in my going away basket, she may get mango the rest of the summer. At first, they were simply a great way to sort of numb her gums when she wasn't feeling well, but she just loves them. When I pull one out of the drawer she drops whatever toy she in holding in pure excitement. Here are a few pictures of Bug enjoying her frozen treat.

P.S. I have to admit, everytime I say mango twice I think of Chris Kattan and Saturday Night Live.