(This post is from a few days ago)
"Gooby (one of the love titles), what are you doing?" I asked.
"Doin' mess," Nathan answered.
Yeah. Nothing new. Just creating art out of his morning cereal. But that reminds me...last night Nathan added another reason to call Poison Control to the list. I was making supper (OK, and talking on the phone) and Nathan was getting his hands washed in the bathroom about 12 feet away. I know he's fascinated with the foam soap, but he was taking a little longer than usual. Well, all of a sudden I heard the unmistakable sound of my child gasping for air. I sent the phone flying mid-sentence when I saw the look of panic on his face as he struggled to get a good breath. I knew instantly he'd been eating the foam soap as if it were Cool Whip. The bubbles were clogging his throat so badly that he could neither gag them up nor take a breath in. After a good dousing drink of water he was fine. Burped all night, though. And has been burping all morning.
I talked to somebody today at Poison Control--they said, "Oh, you again." No, I'm kidding. (I was once again worried about oily substances coating his lungs--serious business.) No worries, though. The triclosan in it can irritate both the bowels and the airway, but no serious damage. Just lots of belching. Nathan finds it all amusing. I'm getting gray hairs.
Oh, Lord, please don't let there be a call #8!
17 comments:
That is scary!
I was having a visual in my head of him burping and farting bubbles- Like on The Little Rascals movie when Alfalfa is singing to Darla...
Oh KJ! That boy of yours is giving ME gray hairs. God bless you!
I love that Naterboy!! Let's play Count the Gray Hairs!
Wow! He just never gets enough, huh? You'll have lots of stories to remind him of when he's older.
Yup. Lots of stories. Lots of gray hairs. (Carla, you're on!) Would you believe I love my life? :)
WOW - stressful! I'm not really qualified to comment on children as a daily cause of gray hairs yet... but since this boy has Wade's genes, my bet is there's a #16 yet to come, yes? ;-)
Oh no you're kidding! LOL Oh what will that boy think of next?! "Doin' mess"...that is sooooo funny.
I read this out loud to Richard.
We're stressed out (and giggling) for you.
I'm actually learning a lot from your blog! : )
V--a #16 ?!!! OK, that thought alone could give me insomnia tonight. One day at a time, one day at a time...
Erin, so glad you can learn from my mistakes...you and Richard will have a good running list of things to be sure and keep away from baby. Good luck. Hey, this is totally random, but I would LOVE to visit you in the hospital when your little punkin is born--if you're not swamped with visitors. (Feel free to tell me no...I know I wasn't able to accommodate everyone who wanted to visit us.)
Did he float away? Reminds me of the kid in Charlie and the Chocolate Factory.
KJ, I would LOVE that!!
I will be sure you are added to the calling tree. : )
Thanks, Erin. Number is 377-1533. I'll be anxiously awaiting the news. :) I'll need to find out where you are delivering, too.
Probably scary for you guys, but I laughed a lot when I read this. I guess that takes away one punishment option for a dirty mouth...
Joey, great to hear from you! And no kidding about the discipline options...we'll have to try hot sauce when the time comes...or maybe he will just make up for his toddler antics by growing up speaking only kind & wholesome words. :)
I don't think there is ANYTHING you could put in that child's mouth as a punishment! And you have to admit, his little PCC stunts are part of what make him so endearing. I love my little nader-putt.
(came across your blog at Mama Tembo)
Funny post! Bless his little heart. With kids, you just never know. I recently posted a picture my mom sent me of a group of women in leotards, sitting on their exercise balls; it's caption -
"Gov't warning, never swallow gum"
...or foam soap.
That girl--welcome! Thanks for leaving a comment. I'll check out that photo!
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