On Saturday I took the boys downstairs and made them some pancakes while Steve got a little extra sleep. They devoured the blueberry pancakes and I put them in the babyproofed living room while I cleaned up. When I came around the corner Anthony was chewing on a triple A battery and the remote to the tv was scattered in pieces on the floor. I went on a mad hunt for the missing second battery and couldn’t find it anywhere. Steve woke up and joined in the hunt. We were panicked worried about taking Anthony AND Nathan to the emergency room… not sure which one of them swallowed the missing battery. Finally we found it under the love sac.
…being a parent is scary.