#3 just sprouted two new teeth!
Hooray! He looks like a real boy now. No more baby face:(
But the good thing is that maybe we'll all get a break from the drooling for a couple of days at least. I seriously have to change his shirt like two or three times a day. That adds up to a lot of laundry.
I know what you're thinking. Why don't you just put a bib on the kid, dummy? And, I'll tell you why. Because when I put a bib on him he spends the entire time he is wearing it trying to pull it through his neck while screaming in pain and frustration. He hates wearing those things and he doesn't understand that they have to be unlatched or pulled over his head, not through his neck.
Ergo, the soaking wet shirts.
Not so good about his new grill is that he has added biting/gnawing power now.
I've previously marveled at the awesomeness of the human digestive system, and thanks to my little dudes new fronts, I've recently discovered further evidence to support my claim that it rocks.
While changing #3's stank pants this afternoon I noticed some brightly colored additions to the sewage. I immediately thought, OMG he has a GI bleed (my hospital job haunts me) as I searched frantically for the phone to call 911 (always my first instinct). However, upon closer inspection, I discovered that it was actually either an eraser or a crayon, nope, it's an eraser, dancing around in his foul smelling excrement.
Great.
It was largely intact and there was no pain or discomfort during the entire transmission from one hole to the other. I guess his body just knew what to do with it, and made it happen.
So thanks to his newly emerged chompers his small and large intestines got to take a little walk on the wild side. Gnarly!
I wonder if the foreign object was to blame for the hideous odor as well. I'm guessing it was his new affinity with KFC that was to blame, though.
3 months ago
7 comments:
Yuck!
Time to put the erasers up a little higher in the cupboards!
Ugh, at least it wasn't like a diamond ring or anything! Can you imagine having to actually salvage something?
Actually, yes. When #2 chocked down a coin (I know it's a pattern) we had to have our 3 year old dropping his man sized deuces into a potty chair so I could dig through them with a fork and knife to ensure passage of the freakin' thing. It was quite possibly one of the least awesome things I've ever done, especially b/c it took like 3 days to come out.
Gross, seems like everyone is talking potty this week! :) Oh well, the life of a parent. We examine poop.
Tears are streaming down my face as I type this! Mostly about your reply about having to go treasure hunting in #2's "man sized deuces."
Least awesome, indeed.
Gross...but funny.
Ha! I've done that before....thinking it was blood and then discovering it was something non-food! :)
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