Nothing like a Christmas Day call to Poison Control

Remember those little plastic tubes of goo that smelled like nail polish? Santa put the stuff in the kid's stockings. Matthew thought it was Candy Bubbles and proceeded to finish one off for a light snack. Tina, the nice lady at Poison Control said he would be fine. Nothing a big glass of milk would not fix. (I gotta come up with a better way to get him to drink his milk!) Of course I could really "milk" this one and tell him he needs to drink milk for the rest of his life in order to survive the Super Plastic Bubble Plastic incident of '05.