beware the climber!

yesterday as i was cleaning up the kitchen i noticed it was getting unusually quiet down in the playroom.  i called out to jenna, "where are you?" to which came a reply, "bafroom!"  wow!  i thought to myself: my two-year-old is going to the bathroom all by herself!  i am such an awesome potty-trainer!


i could not have been more wrong.  she had climbed up on top of the counter, opened the medicine cabinet, and managed to open a child-proof bottle of robitussin cough and cold.  she was holding the measuring cup in her slimy little hands and was squatting over a counter covered with red cough medicine.  lovely...  my thoughts now turned to you stinker! should i call the manufacturer and tell them they need to improve their design?


thankfully my pediactric nurse neighbor is home, so i give her a quick jingle to see if there's anything i should do.  "call poison control!" seriously?!?!  ugh...

since most of the liquid seemed to be on the counter and on her hands, i figured she hadn't actually gotten much of it in her system.  and based on her weight and the active ingredients, she would have had to consume 1/4 of the bottle for it to be considered toxic.  my only instructions were to watch her for "extreme behavior" in which case i should call back immediately.  joy...

jenna exhibited no extreme behavior, and she woke up from her nap just fine.  guess i just need to do a better job of keeping the medicine out of reach!

Lesson Of The Day:
   ~ quiet children = trouble!

camping

you never really know how dirty kids can get until you take them camping.  how is it that even after a shower they can look like they never had one?

and i hate bringing all those suitcases back into the house for all of the dirt in and on them.  it feels like nothing will ever be clean!

best story of our camping trip this year:
jacob made a friend while there (nothing new) and he was invited to go fishing on the boat with said friend and his dad and grandpa.  they went out onto the lake and found a spot to cast.  apparently jacob felt like showing off to his new friend and decided to cast his fishing pole left-handed.  he lost his grip and the entire pole fell into the lake.  at hearing "oops!" dad came to the stern only to discover how fast a fishing pole can sink in 10+ feet of water.  so he and his father set off trying to recover jacob's pole.  by the grace of God, grandpa's hook found jacob's hook, and the pole was miraculously pulled to the safety of the boat.  that was the only catch of the evening!

Lesson Of The Day:
~ when showing off to your friends, be sure you know what you're doing