While we were all wrestling on the floor today, I heard a terrible noise from David and I looked up to see his toe in Dennis' mouth. Yes, Dennis eats toes. We knew he ate his own toes, and once he went after mine, but my toenails were painted a scrumptious shade of red at the time and I presumed he mistook me for food. We didn't know his toe fetish extended to other family members as well.
Naturally we yelled "STOP!" (while trying to control our horrified laughter), but he caught on that what he was doing was kind of funny and kept after it. Poor David was scrambling to recover his big toe before it became a snack! His foot was covered in drool. Yes, we know he's teething something fierce, and he's woken up the past several nights in severe mouth pain. We've been treating it as best we can, attempting to offer him suitable chewing items, but this was just too much!
Otherwise, our little piranha had a nice day playing at home. He even helped us clean his room tonight before bed, putting his cars in one basket and his farm toys in another. He's even been putting his books back on the shelf. I have hope that, aside from the toe issue, we're raising a civilized little being.
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