During those teething times of mine, sometimes the appropriate teething just isn’t readily available, so I have to make do with anything my teeth can find! I have noted that one of the most convenient teethers is my very own cot! Soft, plasticky, often with some patch of cloth to absorb my saliva, sure is a welcome substitute!

I also had the luxury of tasting a steel-flavored cot when I was in the hospital to do my operation. Suffice to say I think I’ll attempt steels again after I have more than 20 teeth!

This is another one of those things which I wouldn’t be able to explain. I seem to be most easily attracted to sophisticated gadgets like remote controls, DVD players and handphones. But I think I still need more practice on using it though. So far, I have only managed to turn off the teevee when my teeth sinks onto some red coloured button of the remote control. Haven’t managed to completely play with handphones nor DVD player yet.

Perhaps the attraction is caused by all the gadgety-looking toys they have for babies these days. You know…stuff like the baby monitor; toy phone that doubles as a book; book that plays music; set of keys that rattle, shake and make music; etc.

Boy, it sure is good to a be a baby of this hi-tech generation.:-D

Mama brought home this unique looking toy for me one day. A plastic ball that jingles because it has some sort of bells inside, huge enough for my hands to grip, additional game of crawling after the rolling ball, etc. – what more can a baby ask for, eh?

Sad to say, my fearsome forearm and grip combined to crack the ball some time ago. Ah, well….Collin-proof it sure ain’t.