Wednesday, April 09, 2008
Anything Jack can get his hands on goes into his mouth (more or less - he's still not that coordinated). Witness the rattle my mom brought him from California.
Right now it's just sort of annoying, like when he tries to eat my hand when I'm dressing him, or when he shoves his bib into his mouth with both hands while I'm trying to shove liquified carrots into the same place.
But soon, I fear, it's going to become a problem:
"Where are my car keys?"
"Jack ate them."
"Has anyone seen the newest issue of Paste? Wait, here it is, covered in drool and teeth marks."
"Dude, what happened to your legs?"
"Jack bit them off."