Is anyone surprised? Nahhhhh ...
The other day, I was cleaning the kitchen and he was merrily playing on the floor. And then I heard him choking. He had randomly found a remnant of cracker on the floor, did what he does as a baby (in the mouth, in the mouth!) and then choked. I picked him up, did the mouth sweep, gave him a hug and then reached for the nearest camera.
See! He's snarling at the offending cracker... well, masked in a grin but underneath it all? He's feeling jubilant that the cracker was not triumphant. And I'm feeling like I need to vacuum the floors. Daily.
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