i get up from reading to go pee. i close the baby gate behind me and proceed to the potty. jordan gets reeeeeeeeeeeally quiet and i know that means he's up to no good. so i jump up and run back to my room. and whuddya know? there he is with a nail polish brush IN HIS MOUTH. of course, i panic, rush him to the bathroom and start cleaning his mouth out with water. he starts to cry (i think because i was visibly shaking and very serious/tense/panicked. i call 911 and they transfer me to poison control. super.
the guy asks how old he is blah blah blah. he said that when they put the polish in their mouth, it burns, so they don't usually ingest very much. his instructions were to wipe his mouth out with a damp cloth and give him something to drink. as long as he's breathing and swallowing ok, he's probably going to be fine.
either way, it scared the crap out of me and all i could think about for the rest of the day was how he could stop breathing and you know...not start again. which sent me to the waterworks factory. i don't know how i would survive that, or if i would. anyway, i don't want to think about that anymore...
so, he's fine now but i did spend naptime with my ear right next to his mouth.
here are some pictures of the day:
sharing a ring pop with mommy
wearing mommy's sports bra...
nail polish left over from the morning's fiasco
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