Guest guest Posted January 13, 2004 Report Share Posted January 13, 2004 Right after the Civil War when I was about two years old, I stuck a penny in my mouth. My dear mother gave me a lecture about dirt, bugs and assorted non edible things that I shouldn't put in my mouth. I had a dog and he kissed me, but being unschooled in the matter of passion, I didn't kiss him back recalling my mother's lecture. Last night, we had salmon, the kind they dye nice and pink and raise on a farm rather than wild from Scotland, or Alaska. There we were sitting at the table enjoying ourselves and risking our lives. We took a chance, and skinned the fish first hoping for the best. However, if a kid is eating dirt, gravel or even molten lava, perhaps it is time for a change in diet. I would give the same advice to someone who takes a child to Mc's, but who would listen to me anyway? My wife is an extraordinary cook, and yet we had to pull things out of our kid's mouths when they were toddlers. Fortunately, they didn't swallow money as I would have performed surgery immediately! Hal Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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