Just when I thought he couldn't chew any more than he already does... he starts eating the most random, gross, creepy things! Top of his list is socks - ANY sock, swallowed whole and FAST! Thankfully... expelled later, but scaring me to death waiting for that pleasant event! The other fun surprise is when he spits it up in the middle of the night. You can imagine how vigilant we've all become at sock guarding -- Guerrilla warfare vigilant. Fur pillows, shoes, shoes, and more shoes, dish towels, rugs, clothes, weeds... and people. Nothing is safe. He has toys. Man, does he have toys, but everything else is just too hard to resist. Pretty soon, he'll think his name is "Leave it."
When he's all grown up, I'll remind myself how cute and charming this phase was (fingers crossed) and how short it lasted (toes crossed,) but until then... wait, wasn't I just wearing socks?!
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| Steve Madden? Whatever, that just makes them taste better! |
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| C'mon, G-Ma! Is that all you got?! |
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| This pork femur isn't too bad. I'll humor them for a while, but my eye's on mom's shoes. |
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