When in Doubt - Eat it!

I have a mobile garbage can on my hands these days. Tink is intensely exploring this big, new world he's a part of. The problem is that every single thing that he picks up, he puts in his mouth. Well, the real problem is that I'm probably only catching 1 out of 3 bits of dust, lint, fuzz, food etc. that goes in his mouth. It doesn't do him any real damage, unless he starts choking, in which case I am certified in infant/child CPR. He also likes to try and eat furniture, stuffed animals, and socks. I hate to say it, but it's kind of like he's a goat right now or something. Earlier today I noticed him really chomping, and I pulled out two sticks of wood from his mouth! Where on earth did those come from I thought to myself. Ah yes, there's the corner of my tape cassette holder chewed off. Really, when does he find the time to do this? I don't sit and observe his every move but maybe I do need to be more diligent.

The thing is that he is such a good little self-amuser! Ms. D was over on Saturday afternoon for a Christmas baking session, and Tink spent lots of time on his own. He roamed all over the first floor with occasional intervention from us to prevent him from grabbing at end table breakables. Now I'm wondering just what he ingested over in the corner of the dining room while we weren't looking!

Maybe it's just a teething thing? He now has all four of his one year molars as of this morning, so hopefully things will calm down on the chewing front.