Gnawful Cousin

My brother weighed ten pounds at birth. He was born in the car on the way to the hospital but that’s a story for another day. My cousin Eddie, a colicky, pint-sized baby, was about four months younger. One afternoon when Billy was about five months old and Eddie about one month, Mother and Aunt Bonnie put both babies on a blanket on the living room floor while they had coffee in the kitchen. Billy cooed and played happily while Eddie wailed incessantly, as usual. When they finished their coffee, the mothers went to check on the babies. It turns out Poor Eddie was crying for a good reason. Husky Billy who was teething had maneuvered himself around where he could gnaw on Eddie’s skinny little leg. The poor baby’s leg was red from ankle to above the knee.

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  1. How long do you suppose this was going on before the mothers looked in on them? :) Things were sure different back then. Mothers today would never leave babies unattended.

    When I was a baby, my mother left me with Dad so she could go visit with a neighbor. Mom could hear me crying/screaming for quite a long time before coming home to see what I was wailing about.

    Dad was in the living room watching baseball. He had put me on a blanket on their bed. I scooched around enough to wedge myself head down between the wall and the bed.

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