I am mother of shampoo boy..
Not too long ago my son (a year and a half) decided to go into the bathroom (he recently learned how to open doors..) and drink half a bottle of shampoo. Oh my was that a scare. I mean imagine me cleaning and all I hear is my son coughing and crying and I go into the bathroom and find him standing IN the bathtub with his pants around his ankles and the bottle of shampoo tossed on the bathtub floor. I thought I was going to have a heart attack or something because with my daughter I NEVER (I mean NEVER) dealt with this stuff. So there I am standing in the bathroom about to cry and my son crying hysterically and gagging and I call my husband not knowing what else to do this is how our conversation went
"Hello"
"Hi what should I do?"
"With what? Why is Kevin crying is he okay?"
"He drank shampoo what should I DO?"
"SHAMPOO???? And you called me?? Call a doctor, poison control, something"
and he hung up the phone..
That didnt make things ANY better. So I called the closest doctor here and he said to take him to the ER.. THE ER Oh my gosh so I took him (along with a sippy cup full of milk that I MADE him drink) and thankfully we didnt take too long there. They said that everything seemed okay, he seemed okay and that we could go home. So on our way out my son looks at me and says "Mommy, yucky" and I couldnt help but laugh then he went on to say "Mommy, I wanna cookie" (cookie was his first word...) so we bought our cookies and went on our way. I think this is just the very beginning of it.
OH! And the next day I had the first appointment at his doctors and when we got there they said 'heyyyy its shampoo boy' so thats what we shall call him from now on
So for those of you that wonder where the heck I've been.. heres a clue.
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Great story... lol
