The other day I was upstairs doing something for Nathan on the computer. When I finished I thought everything/everyone sounded awfully quite, so I went downstairs. Regan was watching TV and Kennedy was no where to be found. I thought she had gone outside in the backyard...no. She had climbed up on the kitchen counter. There I found that she had taken not one, not two, but three of my birth control pills. Yes, I know...I win mother of the year award. I don't know that she actually took them. They could have gone into the trash or down the sink (both were close by). So, I called the pharmacy and they suggested that I call poison control. So, I did. I KNOW I'm mom of the year in their book. They did ask for my name and zip code. I am now officially on the POISON CONTROL list. They said she'd be fine and she was. I did move all the medicines away from any place that she could get a hold of them. Like I always say....NEVER a dull moment.
Wednesday, March 12, 2008
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3 comments:
Well thank goodness we know Kennedy won't be getting pregnant anytime soon! HEHE! Don't worry...Olivia has eaten her share of chapsticks and soap! Her insides are clean and moisturized!
I am glad someone is giving the local poison control something to do since I left town!!
I think I could put something on the ROOF and Chloe could still manage to get into it!
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