Mr. Handful

I don’t know what switch flipped in Quincy’s brain since he turned 7 months this past Wednesday, but he’s definitely needed closer supervision as of late. He is highly mobile now – he rolls, scootches, pivots and crawls backwards. He can cover quite a good amount of distance in not very much time.

Today, there were two notable incidents: 1) After having his 9am snack of cereal and milk, Quincy gets water from a small cup. He is usually pretty good at drinking. This morning, he decided to inhale a huge amount of water. He looked up at me from his high chair with a look of panic in his eyes. He was not able to spit the water out, and he also couldn’t move air in or out. Being the calm, cool, collected person that I am in a crisis, I simply unclipped his buckle, leaned him forward some and patted his back with a good bit of force. The water proceeded to come out of his nose and his mouth. He seemed to be no worse for the wear. He did want more water after that, but I figured that was enough of that. From this time on, we give him his water in a sippy cup with the plastic regulator removed so that it flows easy – he can’t suck with much vigor yet from a cup.

2) After Dara got home tonight, we were all in the kitchen talking. I gave Quincy a bottle of pre-natal vitamins to play with while he was in Dara’s arms. He likes things like that that make noise when you move them. Dara decided that it was too big, so she gave him the little bottle of aspirin instead. He really liked shaking that around. I guess he liked it so much that he took the top off and dumped about half the bottle on the floor of the kitchen. We were both shocked when it started raining aspirin! I have no idea how he got the “child-proof” lid off. The only thing we could think of is that Dara hadn’t put it back on tight from this morning.

So, while we really like Quincy getting older, we’re seeing that it comes with its own new set of issues. How many years to college? 😉