my husband goes away on biz. Today's epsiode unfolds as my youngest son and I are doing laundry. Just under 5, he's really smart and likes helping with chores so I left him in the laundry room "unloading" the dryer (pulling out daddy's socks!) for a sec while I got the next load from the bedroom just down the hall. I come back and he has his face screwed up and white powder on his mouth: he's sampled the Vanish oxi clean! Argggh! Worst of all, I can't translate completely the dutch emergency instructions for swallowing this stuff and have to call my neighbour in. We call the doctor's emergency line, they suggest eating a tablespoon of mayo and small sips of water, which I have already rinsed his mouth with, but not made him swallow. Then off to emergency and the wait. After 2 hours he seems to be fine, but tells the doctor it looked like sugar! Second son, you think you are out of the fire, but at least he comes by it honestly. When I was a bit younger than he is, I apparently ate mothballs! He's sleeping peacefully now and looks like the little angel I "know" him to be , but I feel like the worst mother ever! Anybody else have any stories about themselves or their kids antics? Please let them have happy endings!