So I was mere feet away, laying beside Gus on the mat where he does little more than roll from back to front then inch around towards different toys. Well, I obviously underestimated the speed of his stomach travel because I looked up from the book I was flipping through to find this:
My shoe well and truly lodged deep in his mouth.
Didn’t you know? That’s how you build up his immune system. Good Mom!
Yes! the stuff of the world, on the floor, becomes his body’s best defense.
That’s why farm kids (who grow up eating cow poop) have far fewer allergies than sterile city kids. Good job!
So…Grant and I were looking at Gus’ picture with the shoe. Look at his left hand…are those his fingernails???
Yes, and his little tooth is growing into a little spiky fang… weird.
(no, just a trick of the light)