I've been doing my annual summer "spring" cleaning. I'm fighting my natural tendency to be a hoarder. This year, I discovered that I had three containers of corn meal. I'll blame that one on Al, maker of grilled pizza. Today I was downstairs putting a load of clothes in the washer in the basement. I was going to get clothes washed so that I could do real cleaning when Lilly was sleeping, as a father's day present to Al. Turns out that three minutes was about two minutes 50 seconds too long to be gone.
I come up the stairs and see Lilly with thumb tacks in her hands close to her mouth.
Lilly, did you put those in your mouth? Yeah!! (in an excited, enthusiastic voice).
Are they in your tummy? I bite them.
Did you swallow them? Yeah! (same enthusiasm)
1 trip to the walk-in clinic
1 x-ray
100 or so dollars later........
....only to find out that she was just kidding. None were swallowed-phew!
Now to rethink baby proofing. Do we tie the chairs to the table or baby proof EVERYTHING below Lilly + chair height.
Maybe I'll just stop doing laundry!
I come up the stairs and see Lilly with thumb tacks in her hands close to her mouth.
Lilly, did you put those in your mouth? Yeah!! (in an excited, enthusiastic voice).
Are they in your tummy? I bite them.
Did you swallow them? Yeah! (same enthusiasm)
1 trip to the walk-in clinic
1 x-ray
100 or so dollars later........
....only to find out that she was just kidding. None were swallowed-phew!
Now to rethink baby proofing. Do we tie the chairs to the table or baby proof EVERYTHING below Lilly + chair height.
Maybe I'll just stop doing laundry!
1 comment:
YIKES!! I'm glad all is well, but what a scare.
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