Loony bin, here I come!

Wesley had a rough night last night, so Mommy had a rough time getting out of bed this morning. Ryleigh tried countless times to get me to "wakey wakey," without much success. After begging me to get her breakfast with only a grunt in return, she figured she should take the matter into her own hands.

Thus, left to her own devices, she whipped up a concoction of her own to snack on.
Complete with salt, pepper, oregano, bay leaves, and leftover orange juice from the day before. And oh yeah, a couple of Jersey's dog treats. YUM!

No, I don't think she actually ate anything, and I'm pretty sure Jersey stayed away, because she obviously did not come clean up (aka: lick) the floor. No harm done, right?

Welcome to Tuesday, Mom! It's gonna be a great day!

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And yesterday's fun event? Mommy got to call poison control! Hooray!

After finding Ryleigh with some mysterious red stuff all over her face, I found the EMPTY bottle of Flintstone vitamins on her bed. Yep, she cleaned them out. Luckily, we were near the bottom of the bottle, with only 10-15 left, but still. I'm officially registered with poison control now.

Awesome Mommy.

Not only that, but when I did call panicking, and had to read information off the bottle, it turns out the vitamins were expired...in 2006!! BEFORE SHE WAS EVEN BORN. How in the world did I end up buying a bottle of vitamins (probably when she was 1 or so) that had expired a year before?!

Fortunately, the vitamins did not contain iron, which would then have required me to take her to the ER. And the fact that the vitamins were expired was a blessing, because then the minerals were not as potent as they should have been.

So, a little extra bright pee and lots of poo, but Ryleigh was fine.

Mommy needs a trip to the loony bin, but Ryleigh is just fine. :)