The pepper spray? Well, a couple of mornings ago I came home from my run and set it on the entry way table, then went upstairs and hopped into the shower. About 5 minutes later I hear a bunch of screaming (which in and of itself didn't make me even bat an eye) then Peter stuck his head in the bathroom and screamed that Zachary got pepper spray in his eyes. I started screaming and jumped out of the shower and went running down the hall. I have sprayed it before and know that a lot comes out and it is pretty powerful. I envisioned my oldest child, blind because I was careless and left it out. ( I was also wondering what the hell my 10 year old was doing playing with it!!) .
I grabbed Zach and threw him in the shower and started scrubbing him down like crazy. It was like the scene out of Silkwood when Meryl Streep gets contaminated in the nuclear plant (am I remembering that scene correctly?) I then got the story out of him. He picked it up (knowing it was my pepper spray mind you!), unlocked the switch and sprayed it on the wall. He panicked and tried cleaning it up with paper towels. He then rubbed his hands into his eyes. Not nearly as dramatic as a full spray in the face (thank God!!), but more excitement than I like on a monday morning before school.
My stomach turns just thinking about what could have happened. Christopher could have got his hands on it. Any of the boys' could have been sprayed in the face. All because of my carelessness.
Zach and I had a nice talk about touching things when you don't know what they can do.
He learned a big lesson that moning.
And so did I.
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