So, I'm pretty good about sweeping and making sure Jack doesn't put the teeny tiny bits of crumbs he finds on the floor in his mouth. Well, not that good I guess.
I never thought I'd be the person saying "my son ate this or that." I caught him trying to eat a fur ball (from the wool rug we have) today, and awhile back... he almost ate a live spider. Yes you read that right. And one time... toilet paper. We keep the bathroom door shut & even have a lock on the toilet seat but sometimes no matter how much you clean or child proof your house it doesn't matter. It's inevitable. Makes you wonder all the scary, gross things you probably ate as a child. *shiver*