I fear Munchie thinks he's a dog.
Everytime you look at him he has found something new to put in his mouth. He squirrels things away until he thinks your not looking. No amount of tidying up and baby proofing the house can prevent him.
You finish tidying up, you hoover the floor, you assume the silence from Munchie means he's blissfully watching the washing machine only to find him crawling around with takeaway menus that have been posted through the door.
You visit your mum, you take his favourite toys, she lavishes attention on him and what does he choose to do? Crawl around whilst chewing on her shoe.
Lego, coasters, coal from the fire, socks, shoes, toy cars, plugs, wool, toes ( his or yours), tv remote controls, hair brushes, you name it, he will eat it.



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