Lindeman Life

The big hair band Poison may have rocked your world in the 80s, but a certain toddler ingesting poison rocked our world last night.

It was all innocent enough. We were outside playing, enjoying visits from all the neighbor boys, spraying for the pesky mosquitoes and setting down (too carelessly) the bottle of insect repellent without thinking that it was within arm's length of Park. He has a fascination with water bottles and loves to squirt water on his face, in his mouth and on everything he comes in contact with. Fun, until that water bottle isn't filled with water.

I had turned around to pick up a toy and when I looked back at Park I knew what he had done by the expression on his face. He had his hands covering his mouth, his eyes real wide and that look of "that wasn't water in that bottle" all across his face.

Per the bottle's instructions, I had him drink some water and called poison control. Aside from the insecticide he just inhaled, the issue seemed to be more with the high alcohol content in the brand of bug spray we had. In order to keep his blood sugar from dropping, we were ordered to give him pop or apple juice and a sweet snack of cookies or ice cream ... OK, seriously, why would he NOT do this again? We were also told to watch for any stumbling or slurred speech - the last think we needed was a two-year-old drunk AND on a sugar high.

Luckily, Park seemed fine all night. And I have a feeling the only lesson learned was for mom and dad. Just when you think everything is locked up and out of reach ...