Jane

I had a very nice conversation with Jane from poison control this morning. She assured me that the medicine my child drank was non-toxic and that I didn't need to worry. And then she took my name and told me to call back if there were any problems. That's what she said but I'm guessing they have a list somewhere of all the moms who call poison control and if you call so many times they send Child Services to your house. That's just my guess.
Do I even need to tell you which of my children thought it was a good idea to drink a 1/4 of a bottle of cough syrup? Especially if I say that I found that same child crouched in the bathroom sink this morning, water up to his ankles (he still had his socks on), with unopened Tylenol bottles floating next to him?
I had a long talk with both boys about how dangerous medicine is. I'm pretty sure they think I forbid them from doing things just because I can. Like I am secretly hiding from them how fun it is to juggle knives and pour gasoline on the lawn. I wish that they could see that I'm on their side, that my goal is to keep them from harm. I wish being a mom didn't feel so much like being a dictator at times. I wish all medicine tasted like sauerkraut and that everything dangerous looked really boring.

photo by: The Munger Mange  http://www.flickr.com/photos/matt_m/3307474499/