We were at the zoo today -- a few pictures on my Blog
Natter 59: Dominate Your Face!
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
Baahahahahahah....What is wrong with my child?
But we were kind of intrigued by the jellyfish. And he actually has a neck now
Baahahahahahah....What is wrong with my child?
Hee! My mother said that I used to eat the sand on the beach as a baby. The experts all said to let the baby put one handful of sand in her mouth, and she'll spit it out and not try it again. I was apparently an exception to that rule, and my parents frequently kept me in a walker on the beach until I was old enough to understand "don't eat sand."
Owen loved the grit of sand. He'd always look like a powdered donut when he played in the sand table.
The experts all said to let the baby put one handful of sand in her mouth, and she'll spit it out and not try it again. I was apparently an exception to that rule, and my parents frequently kept me in a walker on the beach until I was old enough to understand "don't eat sand."
HA. Well, yeah. That's sort of a problem. He took a mouthful and didn't spit it out. When K tried to pull it out of his mouth he got really really indignant and angry about the whole thing. Silly bug.
Isaac ate sand before, but just the once. Sounds like I'm lucky.
Annabel has never eaten sand (unless she did it in the sandbox in daycare and I'm blissfully unaware), but the beaches she's been to are all of the rocky variety.
Sand made me cry as a baby. But yes, I ate it too, more than once.
I love the idea of the little man crying upon attempted removal of sand from his mouth.
I have about slept today away. Shame.
Take the Independence Day quiz!
I got a perfect score, but some of those questions at the end involved some serious guessing.