Crunch And Munch
Date of occurrence:
January 23, 2009.
Leo is one week shy from turning one year old.
While we all were out with the boys, having fun at the play area, there was quite some wind. Both boys were wearing jackets and little Leo was not wearing his hood. We thought it best to pull it over his head and the honors fell to me to do so.
Now this little rascal was not very cooperative. He kept trying to get away, but at one point while he was sitting down I saw my chance. Just as I pulled it over his head, he made a sudden forward motion and.... landed with the lower part of his face in the sand. Oops!
I picked him up right away and was about to wipe the sand off his mouth, but did not have to. He sat there, blowing raspberries to try and get it out of his mouth.
After both he and I had 'repaired' the damage, he went on his merry way. He either was hungry however, which was highly unlikely or had developed a taste for sand. Even after his Mom had told and shown him not to, he kept on scooping up fists full of sand and stuffed them in his little mouth.
I am not sure how much sand he actually did digest, but I know one thing. It will come out.
In some form of art! Grin.
January 23, 2009.
Leo is one week shy from turning one year old.
While we all were out with the boys, having fun at the play area, there was quite some wind. Both boys were wearing jackets and little Leo was not wearing his hood. We thought it best to pull it over his head and the honors fell to me to do so.
Now this little rascal was not very cooperative. He kept trying to get away, but at one point while he was sitting down I saw my chance. Just as I pulled it over his head, he made a sudden forward motion and.... landed with the lower part of his face in the sand. Oops!
I picked him up right away and was about to wipe the sand off his mouth, but did not have to. He sat there, blowing raspberries to try and get it out of his mouth.
After both he and I had 'repaired' the damage, he went on his merry way. He either was hungry however, which was highly unlikely or had developed a taste for sand. Even after his Mom had told and shown him not to, he kept on scooping up fists full of sand and stuffed them in his little mouth.
I am not sure how much sand he actually did digest, but I know one thing. It will come out.
In some form of art! Grin.
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