Bigger Boys

Tonight I tucked Logan with his baby blanket, but couldn't help but realize that he isn't really my baby anymore.  First grade starts tomorrow.  It is going to be a long day with him gone.  He is such a fun companion to have around, and the days will likely be lonely without him here.  Now, someone else will be spending most of his hours with him, not me.  I hope he is okay.  I told him that I care more that he is a good boy than a smart boy.

Good luck on your first day, Buddy.

Stockton is getting bigger too.  I spent a few hours at the hospital with him last night.  He has been an *extremely* oral baby.  He eats non-food items constantly, and is barely beginning to grow out of it.  His current list includes (phosphate, deadly nightshade berries, Q-tips, shoe polish, deodorant, the wood on his crib, dirt, small rocks, charcoal, dryer lint, money, etc......)  Yesterday, I cleaned out my car and brought a small opaque zipper pouch that had a few first aid items in it, including extra strength Tylenol.  Before I knew it, he had it opened up in the other room.  I found the pills on the floor and didn't know if he'd eaten them (considering his history, it seemed likely).  After some time on the phone with the very nice lady at poison control, we determined he needed blood testing done.  Apparently there aren't any symptoms for a Tylenol overdose until two days later, when your liver shuts down and you die.  Five pills is lethal for a little guy.

He was mad about getting poked.  Luckily it was a false alarm, and he is going to be just fine.  Hopefully his survival instinct kicks in soon.  Sweet little guy.