Luckily, he shows signs of consuming--as he dutifully tries to chew anything he has found on the floor. Chewing is never a good thing to see, but much preferred to coughing or gagging (at which point I've missed the chewing stage). When I see any of the above, I rush down, and try and pry his locked mouth open--with his arms insisting he would rather be left alone. In lifeguarding they made the finger sweep seem so easy. Not so. But, I'm grateful to have the skill. UGH. The worst is when I can feel it, but can't get it out.
The following are some non-edible items we KNOW he's eaten:
-Did I mention Paper?
The following are things we've been able to pull out:
-Whole garlic cloves
-Small pieces of plastic
-Stale pieces of bread
-Small plastic toys
-Remnants of things from the bottom of our shoes
I realize this is only the beginning of a long journey, since we're still figuring out how to crawl.