What a night

So, Lisa invited me to go see that group that sings the song where it says, "I turn the car around." I don't know the name of the group or the name of that song, but I said yes!

It doesn't start until 8:00pm on Monday night. Let me just say, I am NOT a night person. In fact, I am frequently in bed by eight, watching a relaxing show on TV before I turn it off for the night.

Bry took me to Maddox last night, where we spent entirely too much money, but we enjoyed an okay meal. The thing was, we went late. It was 8:30pm when we left the restaurant. I was absolutely dead. It felt like midnight. The point is, I'm worried about staying awake. Not to mention the drive home. Lisa, your on your own. I'm nightblind anyway.

Wyatt has a new thing he does. He uses his bottom teeth to pry open things like shampoo, soap and what ever else he can get his hands on. Last night, sitting right next to me, he somehow got a bottle of baby powder down, pried it open and proceeded to dump it all into his open mouth.

He began screaming and choking. It scared me to death. I had been right there, sitting on the bathroom counter plucking my unibrow when it happened. I hopped of the counter, grabbed Wyatt, began scraping powder out of his mouth, rinsed his mouth with water, then called poison control.

That guy said that it wasn't toxic but to watch him. He said Wyatt could throw up or keep coughing. Well, Wyatt didn't keep crying or caughing, and he never threw up. He did great. I fed him some dinner and he went about his evening as usual. His diapers, since then are another story.

How scary. Scary because of how fast it all happened. And to think I was right there "watching" him. But, all's well that ends well, right?

So, have a good day folks, and don't forget to "watch" your children. he he