As the kids were sitting down having their yummy dinner of Morning Star soy nuggets, Mac and cheese, and green beans, I was preparing Bram's breathing treatment and getting his antibiotics ready for him to take.
He is super good about taking medicine, so usually I just hand him his "bubble gum" medicine and he takes it without batting an eyelash.
That is why last night I set his medicine down next to his plate and then went back to get it 10 minutes later. Bram acted like he had no clue what I was talking about when asked, "where is your medicine?"
"Medicine? Mi no hablo ingles?" was his response. Well, not really but that was basically the look on his face.
With a one year old toddling around and putting anything she thinks may be food in her mouth, I kind of started to panic. Will antibiotics kill her? Coma? Would her ingestion of it entail stomach pumping? And also bubble gum medicine stains!
After dinner the two angels from heaven went to go play in the playroom. I was still scouring the house for a dispenser of pink medicine.
I didn't find it until this morning. After a very restless night of sleep, I might add. Tossing and turning thinking about the potential danger that this vile of antibiotics could pose for my daughter.
How did I miss this?