Childproof indeed

My dad was babysitting this morning and the Fiendling sneaked into the bathroom, climbed up onto the toilet to reach the counter, and unscrewed (push down and turn) the “childproof” lid of his super-delicious gummy vitamins. He’d eaten at least 3 or 4 by the time my dad caught him, though I fear it was actually more like a handful. When I got home he was still crying for “more vimins, more vimins.” This is the second day in a row he’s gotten the lid off. It’s my own damn fault for not moving them out of sight.

I walked my dad out and when I got back upstairs less than a minute later he’d opened the bathroom door again and was up on the toilet trying to get the cap off of my prenatals. “Mama’s vimins.” Today we install a lock on the bathroom door. A medicine cabinet wouldn’t be a bad idea either.