So today? First choking. Calvin is super into eating, and finding new and exciting finger foods for him has been something of a challenge. While I make most of his food myself, I recently decided to branch out into the pre-made stuff to make the quest for finger food a little easier, which is why I picked up the Wagon Wheels.
I wasn't sure about them. They're definitely a little big... but given how much he seems to enjoy biting Cheerios in half, crunching down those tiny top teeth against those tiny bottom teeth, I figured it was worth a try - maybe he'd be able to do some good biting with them.
And then - the typical story - I turned my attention away for a few seconds to talk to Marc as he came out of the bedroom. And when I turned back, Calvin's eyes were big and filling with tears, his mouth wide open.
The infant CPR class we took certainly flashed through my mind, but the thought of pulling off the high chair tray, unclipping him, pulling him out of the chair, turning him over on my knee, and then smacking his back to remove the offending Wagon Wheel? That was all dismissed in a split second as I grabbed his cheeks with my left hand and went digging with my right index finger, reaching in and pulling all the food out of his mouth and throat.
It was silent for a second, and then Calvin started to scream. Marc pulled him out of the chair, I went to wash my hands, and five minutes later, all was right with the world again as Calvin resumed his lunch (sans Wagon Wheels, clearly). And now I've been through that first. And I know I can handle it.
So. That said, I know we're also well overdue for an update. On the list of good firsts? First road trip, which Calvin experienced over three weeks in October-November. Photos, as always, at Snapfish.
