She’s ubiquitous. If you are a parent of young children, you probably own her. With my son, I coolly and fashionably held out, feeling rather non-conformist and above-the trend. Apparently, this one plastic animal and this one plastic animal alone, is able to allow your child’s teeth to develop at a normal rate. Thus, if you are an American parent of a young child and you love said child, you own Sophie. When my daughter first displayed her proclivity to giraffes, I realized Sophie might have to become part of our lives, so I conjured her up on Amazon as my daughter’s Christmas gift. SHOCK!!! Millions of parents before me were right–this toy is indeed any infant’s fantasy-come-true. My daughter chews on her head, her neck, her arms…it is a match made in heaven. Ergo, Sophie has become our third child and we will forever endorse her, in all her plastic sweetness. Anyone who tries to go rogue with an Infantino teether be shunned, it is Sophie or no one in the Spidel house.
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