The park here on base has rubber mulch, and billy carries it home in his shoes, hood, pockets...basically everywhere. I often find one or two random pieces on the carpet, pick them up, throw them in the trash and move on with my day. Well, this time I must have missed a piece. A rather dirty piece. I knew this because out of the corner of my eye i noticed noah's drool was darker than usual. Much darker. But that rubber was probably pretty clean by the time Noah was done having his way with it. Ew. When I ran over to scoop it out of his mouth you could see the panic in his eyes! But about a millisecond after I pulled it from his mouth he tried to force yet another piece in there! It was hidden in his tiny little clenched fist! And when I pulled his fist from his face he kept trying to shove that piece in there with such force that he was actually dangling from my arm with one hand. That must be some tasty rubber.
He must have known it was filthy though because as I walked back from throwing the rubber pieces in the trash I saw him putting a diaper wipe in his mouth...
Clearly I don't feed him enough!
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