Okay, let me tell you about this little miracle book that survived my teething monster – I mean, baby. The first time I handed it to my 6-month-old, she immediately shoved it in her mouth like a popsicle. But guess what? No soggy pages, no bite marks, just happy crinkly sounds.

We’ve taken this book everywhere – the pediatrician’s waiting room (drool-wiped on jeans), the car seat (flung repeatedly), even in the bath (because why not?). After 4 months of abuse, it looks brand new post-wash. The colors are still crazy vibrant, which is great because my kid does that adorable wide-eyed gasp at the same rainbow page every single time.

What surprised me most? How much I enjoy reading it. The ‘love you’ theme gets me doing ridiculous voices and kisses, and now my toddler ‘reads’ it to her stuffed animals – complete with exaggerated page turns. Pro tip: Keep one in your diaper bag. When my flight got delayed, I pulled this out and my baby ‘read’ it quietly for 20 whole minutes (parenting win!).

Only con? The spine stitching came loose after my kid discovered it’s fun to whip the book around like a lasso. But considering it’s been chewed, thrown, and washed approximately 87 times, I’ll call that a fair trade.