Props to Poison Control

1 800 222-1222...a number I don't have on speed dial, but one I should. Ella was caught red-handed this afternoon with her fingers in her mouth and floral scented breath. She had sampled her father's shampoo. A quick rinse-out and a sprint to the laptop got us to safety. The kind nurse on the other end of the line assured us that all was well. The whole experience reminded me of getting my mouth washed out with soap as a histrionic pre-teen. What would Poison Control say? I'm confident that phone calls were made just in between my use of foul language and the implementation of my punishment ; )