Cousin Kelly's wedding shower was today. I went and got my hair done and then Mom and I went to get pedicures. It was a good morning and since Gary had the girls all morning we decided to bring them to the shower.
**I'm going to preface this part by saying my dear
We got everyone dressed and headed out the door. I had Gillian, Gary was putting stuff in the minivan and Mom had Finley.
I was putting Gillian in her car seat and looked over my shoulder only to realize my mother was at her car and she didn't have Finley. I asked Gary if he had her and he didn't and I freaked. I started calling her name, like the mime would answer me, and started getting panicked.
The next thing I know Finley is walking about from behind our garbage cans with her hands raised in the air and covered in something brown. It was on her hands and her lips. It kinda looked like chocolate syrup at first glance. But why the hell would there be chocolate syrup behind my garbage can I'm standing there like an idiot wondering?
I'm pretty sure I said "What the hell........" and Gary came around the car and realized it was motor oil. That idiot had a can of motor oil from when he changed our oil last behind the garbage cans.
And now my daughter is covered in oil. Awesome.
I immediately start to freak. Because well what mom wouldn't?
Mom said she "told" Finley to go to the minivan and that she was headed in that direction but seriously mom........who thinks a 17 month old is going to actually listen?
I know she wasn't thinking the way I do. I know what my daughter is capable off but let this be a lesson to her for the future! NEVER assume Finley is going to listen, NEVER take your eyes off that little trouble maker for one second!
So we got the little runt in the house and cleaned her up and then Gary called the on call doc and poison control.
I'm not sure if she licked any of it, but I wasn't about to take my chances since she had a spot on her lips goodness only knows!
Poison control said that she would have had to drink it to really have any issues, and she would be showing signs of respiratory stress if there was a problem and to just watch her for 6 hours. 8 hours later and she's fine. But still. Seriously? Why me? Why,why,why?
So that was my day.
The wedding shower was lovely by the way. We all had a great time despite my oil licking child!
I hope we never have to call poison control again but just in case, we have the number written on our dry erase board on the fridge just in case!