"Lauren, what are you doing?" Dinah laughed as she sat up in bed.
Lauren had just walked out of the shower and sat down on her side of the bed with a towel wrapped around her body and had made Camila, who had just woken up, sit in front of her with her mouth open.
"Shh, baby, not yet," Lauren said, holding Camila at arms length as she whined, trying to lean forwards to latch on to Lauren's breast for her morning milk.
"Are you actually counting her teeth?" Dinah asked in realisation. "That's a whole new level of overprotective."
"Come here, Deej," Lauren sighed. "All her teeth are still baby teeth, and some of her baby molars don't even look like they've fully grown. Camz, have you never lost a tooth before?"
"Damn, you're right," Dinah said, craning her neck to see.
"Okay, okay," Lauren conceded when Camila started to cry from being deprived of her milk, letting Camila crawl into her lap. She pulled down her towel and leaned back against her pillow, cradling Camila in her arms. "How was the movie with Maddie last night?"
"It was good, but dropping her home sucked," Dinah sighed. "The house was clearly empty, all the lights were off, and she seemed so sad."
"I'm going to flag it up with safeguarding at school next week, there's definitely something going on," Lauren sighed. "Ow, Camila, don't bite me," Lauren inhaled sharply, pulling Camila off of her chest.
The little girl started crying, making grabby arms and trying to wriggle out of Lauren's grasp.
"You can't bite me, angel," Lauren sighed, wincing in pain.
"Camila!" Dinah scolded, making the little girl cry even harder.
"Shh, c'mere," Lauren sighed, letting Camila latch on again. "It's her teeth, I'm telling you, Dinah."
"Well it's not like we'll have any luck getting her to the dentist, I'll do some research when you take her to the daycare," Dinah said, stretching her arms out behind her. "Do you want me to take Camila for a change while you get dressed?" she asked, noticing the full diaper.
"Yes, please," Lauren nodded, handing Camila over to Dinah. "Wipe her down properly, D, I don't want another rash."
"Your Mama's so bossy, isn't she," Dinah teased playfully, carrying Camila to her room where her changing table was.
Camila babbled away quietly to the stuffed elephant Dinah gave her to play with, pulling it's trunk into her mouth every few minutes only for Dinah to pull it out again.
"Do you know what you want to wear today?" Dinah asked, walking over to Camila's wardrobe.
"Big girl panties," Camila said, pointing at the white training panties the girls had bought her a few months ago but quickly decided Camila wasn't ready for.
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