It started slowly. First it was his toys, and infant toys pose no threat, so that wasn't an issue. Then, the way he chewed his pacifier changed. He would twist it with his hands and sort of chew on the side of it. Again, he couldn't get it down his throat, and it wasn't harmful, so no big deal. But as time has passed, things have crystallized for little Xander. He now has one main mission in life: to get everything in his grasp into his mouth.
Whether it's a toy, a teether, a book, the stuffed animals hanging from his play mat, the pole or the mirror of his play mat, a Rockies 2006 suites cup, a fake Christmas tree, an envelope, keys (be they plastic or real), a DVD cover, a flash card, a shoelace, the remote control, your cell phone, hand, face, shirt, arm or leg, if he can grab it, he's going to try to eat it. For the most part, this is all in good fun, though one does wonder what kind of an appetite he's going to have when he actually grows teeth. Since the On Eating post, his appetite has gone from wavering to salacious in no time. He is drooling and eating so much that he needs three to four bibs a day. Fortunately, mommy and daddy have like 7,500 bibs, so it's not an issue. Where Mission: Eat Everything becomes an issue is when that bottle of dish detergent or the cord of a laptop (or the laptop itself for that matter) is within reach. As George Costanza once said, mommy and daddy have to be vigilant when watching such a little whirling dervish.
As Xander gets older, he'll learn what can and can not be eaten, but right now he has one mission, and one mission only - to eat everything in his path. He will not tire, he will not falter, and he will not fail. Consider yourself warned.
No comments:
Post a Comment