Devin has been rolling and pivoting his body around the house to explore corners he's never seen before. I've been on high alert for items he should not have within his reach as we transition to this new stage. I try to observe life from his view occasionally so I don't miss something that would be unsafe for him to get a hold of. He keeps me on my toes as I move certain items off the floor or away from him, which include our beloved dog's toys. It's not always easy keeping them from Devin while letting the dog still have the opportunity to play. Dog toys squeak, rattle, and have pretty colors on them, looks like another fun toy to a baby!
I was sitting on the couch one evening watching him play on the floor while trying to read a book at the same time. The dog was happily walking around playing with a few of her toys. Dogs don't know how to clean up of course; they just drop their toys where they please!
I looked up at one point to see Devin had rolled closer to me. He was slobbering and chewing away on one of the dog's toys. Eeewww! I snatched it away and tried to wipe his mouth with a tissue as he screamed at me for taking away his favorite new object. I knew wiping his mouth wouldn't undo what had happened, but I felt the need to do something to make me feel better, and stop myself from gagging.
The very next evening my husband and I were sitting in the living room after dinner watching a television show. I walked into another room to do something, and when I returned Devin was babbling at a dog toy he had in his grip, he gummed it, talked to it again, then popped it back in his mouth. Ick, ick, ick!
I'm not perfect, but I still believe a baby needs to play on the floor...and I'm looking for a gated play yard to purchase before he discovers the dog food bowl in the kitchen!
This post has been linked up at Real Life Wednesday at Picklebums.