I forgot how much boys like to get into things. Kameron was rambunctious, but Jake...... my goodness. He not only likes to climb, but he likes to get into things that he's not supposed to. He's been at the emergency room at least a dozen times since he was 18 months old do to some type of accident or ingesting something he's not supposed to. One of these days, Kaiser is going to call CPS on me; I'm certain of it! So last night, when we were home waiting for daddy to come home, Jake & Emma were playing in the living room with their toys. I have an "Emergency Car Kit" that usually is in the trunk of my car, unless I have to take the double stroller somewhere, in which case, I have to take the car kit out because both will not fit in my trunk. Jake has never gotten into it before and has shown no interest in it in the past. But last night, he got into the car kit and took out the "Fix a Flat" - you know, the stuff in the spray can you can use to blow up your tire if you roll over a nail or something. It seals the hole and inflates your tire with this foam stuff. Jake thought it would be funny to put the little hose attachment on the can in his mouth and sprayed white solvent in his mouth! I heard him scream and ran in there. There he was, on the floor with white foam in his mouth, down his throat, on his clothes and hands and a puddle of it on the floor. I saw the can lying next to him. Kameron of course starts screaming hysterically (I almost slapped him just to get him under control as I was trying to go through in my head what I needed to do). Ultimately, I threw everyone in the car and raced to the emergency room, calling Ken on the way and saying "Meet us there!". Poor guy, he hates those calls.
Needless to say, Jake was fine. He only ingested a little bit of the solvent (although he smelled like a diesel station) The foamy stuff is at the bottom of the can and you apparently have to hold the can upside down to get it to come out the hose. Kameron was more upset about the whole incident than Jake was ;). I remember my mother saying that my brother Mason had one set of stitches for every year that he lived. He was a wreck!
Kirsten and Blair (her fiance) came to visit this week. I really like her now that she's an adult. Wait, that came out wrong ;). I liked her as a child, but you know how when you're a mom, you are constantly correcting and teaching. Now that she's an adult, we're more friends. She's always made me laugh. I wish she lived closer.
