and before caleb was interested in food, he was interested in drink. he saw you bring any cup to your lips, and he was totally en rapt. when he was old enough, we allowed him to take very, very small sips of water, and he took to drinking from a cup like he'd done it forever.
that was only the beginning.
early on, before he was even sitting up in his bath, he would slip himself down into the water and try to take little sips. now, with an entire bathtub of water at his disposal, every bath time is filled with a barrage of 'no' in my vain attempts to help him learn that water is not always his friend.
here he is, trying to catch the water as the tub fills up:
trying to nab a sip when he thinks mommy isn't watching:
he even knows how to be sneaky about it, he'll act like he's leaning down to investigate one his bath toys, like he does with some toys when he's not even in the bath, and SWOOP, at the last second, he's after the water.
now, i really wouldn't mind, if it weren't for the near death experiences that send me in to a panic attack every few days when he chokes on all that water. not just small coughing fits, but honest, panicked, red-faced, not-breathing choking, the kind that gets me scared enough to rip him from the tub sudsy and soaking, flip him upside down, and banging his back until he's crying hard enough that i'm not worried anymore.
and you'd think if all the not-breathing weren't enough to teach him a lesson, my attempts at rescue would, but so far, this child who otherwise appears intelligent and capable of learning shows no sign of letting up on these little bath time dramas.
my only hope is that eventually, once he's actually allowed to drink water (and his stomach is capable of keeping it down) he'll be satiated enough to leave the bathwater be.
until then, at least i don't have any problems getting him into the tub.
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