Never a Dull Moment Around Here!

Ok….trying to share a funny story,

but I am a bit high on NYQUIL at the moment,

so who knows how the story might turn out!

(Yes, I am writing this Sunday night-

I’m not stupid enough to take Nyquil in the daytime when I have three “littles” depending on me-ha!! ha!!!)

And, yes, I am sick-which may account for
why my brain thought Ruth could actually be trusted in the following situation!

So……I went to the store on Friday,
& I came home with several necessary items,
among them a spray bottle of “Goo Gone.”

Yep…..you can already see where this story is going, huh?

Also purchased that day-seat covers for the new van,
& a tiny, hand held vacuum to plug in-in the van.

While helping Dave install these aforementioned items (I felt better then than I do now, obviously!), I mistakenly left the bags from Wal-mart on the steps inside.

I swear, I only stepped out in the garage for a minute-

just to see how things were going…..

And came back in to:

Ruth…..casually holding the bottle & looking at me with a huge grin on her face.

“Mommy, I eat it!”

WHAT!!!?

She did WHAT!?!?

I didn’t even know she knew how to open those things!

I bent down to smell her breath, which, sure enough,
smelled suspiciously like oranges (the scent of the “Goo Gone.”)

I frantically looked for the phone number of poison control,
(which we haven’t had to use since Ana was a baby)
& couldn’t find it anywhere.

Just in case you’re wondering, it is also IMPOSSIBLE to find in the phone book as well.

Finally, (really, it was probably less than 5 minutes),

I brilliantly remembered the Internet!

I found the phone number…..went to grab the phone & found that we had affixed the poison control sticker to our security system-right under the phone jack!

Isn’t that always the way?!?!?

Anyway, the good lady on the other end of the line re-assured us that “Goo-Gone” is not usually a problem if ingested! (Thank the LORD!)

Ruth is fine now-& I am going around the house making SURE everything she might be remotely tempted to eat is “child-proofed away!” (You like my word I made up?!?? wink!)