Drooling...fussiness..gnawing on her pacifier...EVERYTHING goes into the mouth and suddenly extremely fond of her teether?
Oh no...
We were roasting marshmallows in my parents outdoor fire pit. I can't remember the last time I has s'mores. You can't see, but Dad was pushing my marshmallows into the fire so they burst into flames. Oh well, they were still good. HA, foiled again dad!