Here is an email I wrote to our doctor today:
"Hi Dr Noimark, I'm sorry to bother you, I just have a concern I want to ask you about. This week Otis swallowed a tiny doll (the size of half of my pinky finger). It passed in his stool within 24 hours. But it was a doll that I bought last week in Prague and I am wondering if I need to be concerned about lead poisoning?"
At least Milly still has a complete set
When Otis does something he's not supposed to, he always immediately says to me, "don't look at me" or "don't go look in my room". So he just said this and I went into his room and he had peed all over his train rug and some books.
This has happened before and will happen again but I decide to write this down for some reason today. Then while I was cleaning that up he went to the bathroom and when I went in to ensure all was clean and flushed I noticed the tiny baby of the nesting dolls I just bought for them in Prague. Gross. The kid puts everything his mouth. When he was a baby, everyone told me he would grow out of it... I'm still waiting.
But he's still my super hero. He still comes in and snuggles with me in bed every morning around 5am. He is full of energy. He is full of kisses. And he is full of love.
