What is it with this child putting everything in his mouth? Seriously? It's not even 8am and so far this morning I've pulled out a pebble, a splinter of wood (I think he chewed it off of a piece of furniture), a chunk of one of his board books, and a piece of dried rice from the kitchen floor. Previous culinary exploration is too vast to cover here but appetizers have included a couple lady bugs, a dead fly, and cat kibble. All this and he GAGS over a spoonful of pureed carrot. Good grief. Plus now that he's got so many teeth I can't fetch anything from his mouth without getting bitten. HARD.
So I know what you're thinking: "clean your floors lady! He can't eat bugs if they're not there!" I know, right? I do clean, I promise. I don't know how this crap gets dragged in so quickly (but I'm willing to point a finger or two at the cat and my husband). Lord only knows what the poor kid snacks on when I don't catch him in the act - and believe me I watch the little monkey like a hawk.
You know the childhood expression, "God made dirt so dirt don't hurt"? Yeah, well I'm not really a firm believer in the concept. In fact I'm a bit of a germophobe, so needless to say I'm having some personal issues with this whole oral exploration stage. But don't worry...I'm sure it'll be over soon. It'll be over soon, right?