The old-school mail drop box. Yeah, that should be in my mouth.
Oh look, a camera. That should also be in my mouth.
You know, I’m starting to think pretty much everything I see should be in my mouth. That includes all razor blades, your shoes, and any available trash.
I am Jaime, wife to Jacob. We are the smitten, stupefied, sometimes scared silly parents of a precious boy nicknamed Seabass and a darling girl nicknamed Sweet Chuck.
Higher Highs, Lower Lows 
Okay, now you’ve opened a can of worms in my head…
More videos of SEABASS!!!
Oh, we are in the same boat! My 2 year old decided to take her diaper off (wet only thank goodness) and as I ran to the other side of the room to get a diaper on her Gabriel rolled over to the dirty one and I caught him just as he tried to take a big bite of the diaper! YUCK!! That is the grossest thing I think I have seen try to go into the mouth yet.
ah, yes. Scar could tell him how yummy the dirt under the sliding glass door is or her cousin’s dirty underwear or wine bottles. And you know what makes them taste even better, I think? The fact that she’s not allowed to eat them…