Last Sunday morning James had to open the church, so I was home alone getting the kids ready. I was in the back feeding Charlotte and noticed that I hadn't seen or heard Hunter in a while.
Obviously this is not a good thing.
Toys and tv only keep him occupied for so long, and when he's playing with them I always at least hear cute Hunterisms or sound effects.
It turns out his mouth was too full of gum for his little tongue to move around and articulate any sounds for me to hear...
Yes, those are gum wrappers all over the floor.
And don't kid yourself. He's not embarrassed here. Just laughing at how cute he thinks he is for getting away with stuffing his mouth with an entire package of gum.
I tried to get a picture of the huge gum wad in his mouth for James, but never got a good shot of it. Hunter was surprisingly cooperative for this...
Luckily, he didn't choke. But he also didn't get his fill. Today, James put an altoid in his mouth in the car, and H immediately asked for some gum. When I told him we didn't have any, he replied, "I smell it." Awesome. The kid already has an addiction.
We're starting detox tomorrow.