Bottle and Dummy

Crawling super fast across the rug, I spotted my tiny pastel milk bottle and dummy resting on the low shelf! Squeee! You said bottle time, then dummy! I grabbed the bottle with both chubby hands, tilting it high up to my mouth. Glug, glug, pretend sips! Tasty air! Then I set it down carefully and popped the pink dummy right between my lips. Soft suck, suck! My little plush bear Ted was watching, so I pulled Ted close and gently tapped the bottle against his nose. Baba for Ted too! Happy baby hums. Wuv Dada!