Thursday, November 11, 2010

Swallowing Bits of Stuff

The piece of skirting board. Not so yum, I discovered. (Shown here on a teaspoon)

Yesterday I picked up the nasal aspirator (not sure why we have one of these... we've never used it!) while Mum changed my nappy and before you could say 'hey presto' I'd started choking on the small plastic end on it (we didn't even know there WAS a plastic end on it!). I managed to bring it up, after some ghastly red-faced noises that horrified my mother. Needless to say, the nasal aspirator has been retired.

Then this morning, while in the kitchen with Mrs Hien, I managed to break off a piece of skirting board and pop it in my mouth. Thanks to Mrs Hien's quick thinking (she saw a wet patch (drool) on my jeans and wondered what was in my mouth -- which was pretty impressive deduction since I nearly always have a toy or something in there!) the offending article was removed and Mum gave the skirting a thorough going-over. It must have broken previously and been poorly glued back into place. What Mum doesn't get is why, on my first exploration of skirting boards, I chose the one and only place in the house where it was broken!!! I'm spending a fair bit of time in the kitchen. Mum has given me my very own bottom drawer, which has lots of Emily-friendly bits and bobs in it.

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