Little Fin Bob had to spend an afternoon in hospital due to drinking a whole bottle of calpol. It's one of those moments you just don't want to admit but yes, as parents we left the lid off the calpol. You forget how little they are and think how generally sensible (they usually are) but just sometimes......they surprise you and you realise they really are only three.
Luckily, the little chap announced his escapade. Quite proud he was of his achievements as we kept questioning- you drank the whole lot? Really?....the whole bottle?.......
We literally thought it would be a quick stop at the hospital so Mr M took him along whilst I packed for put New Year's Eve trip and fed the other two. But at 8.45pm there I was, just me and the girls in bed, but our boys were still at the hospital. The house felt so quiet, dinner and bath time had been eerily calm, I felt like a big piece of me had been swallowed.
Mr M kept me updated with little photos and seeing him smile relieved me but I felt like I should have been there, I felt like I'd sent him off to an ordeal and that I should have been there to comfort.
But he was back right as rain thankfully and now all is well and restored in the house again. As it should be, only the parents have been scarred by the event, vowing to be ever more safety conscious and thankful.