He probably ate a half dozen handfuls of sand before I just had to take him out of the sandbox. Every time he would grab a handful and bring it to his mouth I would push his hand away and tell him that we don't eat sand. Every time, he would laugh hysterically and reach for another handful. It was the laughing and repeated negative behavior that worried me more than the sand. He's going to be just like his brothers! God help me!
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