I mean how tasty can a dead moth be?

This child is full speed ahead as soon as he opens his eyes. He’ll be half asleep and crawling across the crib, or bed. Then he starts whining, I guess because it’s hard to crawl when you aren’t fully awake yet. He’s definitely stealing our hearts. He’ll get caught messing with the stereo and we give him that, “Connor” in the warning tone and he just looks up and gives the sweetest smile… and it just melts your heart. It’s almost enough to let him keep playing with the stereo, if one didn’t remember that he already broke our 5 disk DVD player. I have no idea what he did to it, but he did something… because after allowing him to play with it, it started running hot and never played a DVD after.
He just took his first steps last Tuesday. He hasn’t figured out yet that he can get where he wants by walking. Right now, walking is something that he does for applause and kisses. He still prefers crawling to get places or chase the cat, which is his favorite pastime. He has a big old scratch on the back of his hand and on his elbow to prove it too, but it’s not enough to discourage him. The fact that the cat isn’t too bright and baits the child doesn’t help much either. The cat seems to think that he has a right to lie in the middle of the living room floor without being pawed by the child, which he does… but we can’t explain that to Connor so for now we just hope that we can intervene before Kitty inflicts too much damage. Although, Kitty seems to understand that Connor is a baby and more often slaps him with his claws sheathed. This just seems to excite Connor who looks at Kitty with delight at the interaction.
Everything goes into the mouth. Toys, Kitty’s tail, dead bugs a moth, mommy’s toes. Everything. I thought he would maybe have grown out of it by now… I mean how tasty can a dead moth be? Shows how much I know… he’s teaching me more than I’m teaching him that’s for sure.