A Handful of Tribulations

Our blog promp for today was to write about two memories that happened two years ago. I actually have mine written, but I'm not going to post it, not right now anyway.

But Love2Scrap posted part one of hers and I got such a laugh out of it, I had emailed her asking if she would like to trade her seven for one Indy for a week. She declined but it reminded me of last evening and thought I would share it with you.

Indy is a handful.

The other night he managed to bit the end off of one of those silicon capsules they put in with aspirin and I had to call the Poison control center. Okay, I didn't have to, but it was the right thing to do. The poor woman at the pcc was rolling with laughter before we hung up. (Made someone happy last night, just not me)

First she told me the silicon was not poisonous; but had a warning as it is a choking hazard. She adviced me to wash his mouth out and give him plenty to drink.

But while I was talking to her, he tried to wrap the phone cord around his neck and crawl up on a computer monitor. So in the midst of our conversation, she was hearing "Indy, you're going to choke yourself," "Indy don't do that," "Indy stop right now," "Indy get off the monitor." Remember that Bill Cosby act about Steven on the plane? Well I felt like Steven's mother last night.

As we were hanging up and with a chuckle in her voice she says "You have your hands full." No Kidding.