First bite...

and it wasn't from Sasha. Surprise, surprise. We went to our neighbor JT's house for some brisket and met a couple of his friends. All together there was about eight kids, including a set of triplets. Lydia was standing in a playpen while Trung and I were chatting, when suddenly, she bursted out crying. One of the other little kids fled the scene. As I was holding Lydia I noticed that she had bite marks on her hand, so apparently the little girl had bitten her. As it turns out, little Claire has been teething and found Lydia's plump little fingers to be all too tempting and had to have herself a nice bite. After a cold compress though, Lydia was back to her bubbly, babbling self.