...and pretty much does. I left him in the living room playing contently for a few minutes only to find him eating a cross stitch pattern I had left on the floor. Don't worry he didn't ingest any, I found little slobbery wads of paper all around him, but I'm really going to have to start baby proofing and being aware of everything around him.

Caught red handed.

The destruction

He eats his rubber ducky in the bath tub.

He thinks its a huge pacifier.

He may not be eating anything here, but mark my words, by the end of our walk he will be eating that hat.

He eats his toys.

But takes time out to wave to Daddy.

He eats the remote. Notice he only has one sock, that's because he ate the other one.

That looks tasty.

He just looks handsome in these pictures.


And when Oliver is ready to actually eat food, here are some of the Louisiana delicacies he can partake in. DEEELISH!