Have I mentioned that my baby is a human vacuum?
Actually, now that I think about it I did.
It was in that post about breastfeeding and my infant Hoover sucking the life out of me.
Well, those Hoover tendencies have grown as he's gotten older.
He crawls around the floor just looking around for things to put in his mouth.
Lint, string, grass, someone's shoe, any and all toys,
whatever he can find in the tracks of the sliding glass doors,
dried remnants of food he's thrown into far corners of the apartment....
I say, "Peanut, what do you have?" and he shoves it into his mouth before I can take it.
He likes to eat paper.
Half of our board books are missing corners.
I'm telling you, we spend so much of the first months making sure that things are clean,
it's quite a shock when you turn around and see him licking the bottom of your shoe...
or the stroller wheel.
Are you totally cringing right now?
He really just sucks on this stuff but does't seem to swallow it.
At least, I haven't been finding any treasure in his diapers.
A few weeks ago he was playing in the corner of the room.
I checked and there was't anything for him to get into so I just let him be.
He had a toy that he was squishing against the wall as he babbled quietly to himself.
When he turned around I could see something stick out of the corner of his mouth.
Do you know what it was?
A CARPET STAPLE!!!!
You know, those staples that are like 2 inches long with sharp edges that could do
unbelieveable damage to little mouths and digestive systems.
He just opened his mouth and smiled while snagged it off his tongue.
He must have pulled it from the carpet in the corner.
Stupid craptastic apartment carpet.
It still freaks me out.
Oh baby Hoover, what am I going to do you?