Quit putting stuff in your mouth!

That seems to be my quote these past few days.
A nickel, an unknown object, all 10 fingers, and numerous toys.
I decided last night that it was happening a little too often and we needed to talk about it. I told Riley that he should only put food in his mouth or he could choke.
He started grinning big and began repeating everything I was saying. He even added a little cough when he said choke. My immediate thoughts were 1. how does he know the word choke and 2. don't laugh..its serious and he has to quit putting stuff in his mouth. He just kept grinning so...I caved. I cracked. I laughed. I hugged him.


Then... The Home Haircut
I like to give Riley a little trim now and then. I know NOTHING about haircutting, but it seems like it can't be that hard. Well, that's not quite the case! Even the commander has made mention of stopping the home hair cut. Well, I'm determined. I can get it. I had compliments on the last one. Even if it was only..a hesitant "well, its better than the last one".
He usually does pretty good for me and not so great in the salon so I try to avoid the salon as much as possible.
Well, last night I tried the trim around the ears cut and Riley put his foot down by throwing a full blown tantrum! Scissors + tantrum = NO, NO!!! So, good bye for good home haircut. Here we come salon!
Look, its not so bad! I almost had it. One more chance and I think it would have been great! (I was able to get those stray pieces this morning, but its officially handed over to the salon girls from here on out)