
We've all heard funny stories about mom's catching their babies putting nasty things into their mouths. So far I have nothing gross enough for blog-worthiness, but I do think it is funny that Carson is definitely experimenting with what can fit into his mouth. I have to be pretty diligent about keeping the floor clean and watching him. The funniest part is that he is currently still in a phase where if he does find something to put in his mouth, he's not very covert about it.


So far, the collection of items have gone from the harmless (piece of graham cracker, part of a napkin, actually just chewing on his own tongue) to the potentionally dangerous (penny, baby fingernail clippers, water bottle lid). I'm dreading the day when I reach in there and find a dead bug or something. But for now, I'll just try to keep him from choking on the random remnants he gets his chubby little hands on and keep one eye on the kiddo.
2 comments:
Hey, I was just blog-surfing and found your blog. Your brother's friend who lives in Canada, here. Yeah, we can identify with the whole, "Who, me?" and the "I've got something I'm about to do" looks. I hear it gets better, though ...
The oddest thing we found in Wesley's mouth was a heavy-duty staple shortly after we moved into our house. He chomped on it for a couple minutes, but somehow was not hurt. Babies sure are resilient!
Maybe you could have a keepsake box full of everything he put in his mouth. It might make a good addition to his baby book!
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