Cranky in the car on the way home from Watkins Glen, with surprising ending (and pardon my husband's French). :)
Give the baby a teething biscuit (which is really too gross to film)... and afterwards she's happier.
This is what Thora does at night. Well, that and screech like she's trying out to be the next Bjork. But at least she doesn't wake up crying!
This is an old, old one. Just to show how nutty Thora's daddy's singing voice is!