Glow Sticks=Evil

I am absolutely convinced that glow sticks were created by some mad scientist who had it out for parents. Yes-glow sticks. You know the lovely creation that is a plastic tube filled with goo/fluid that you break & voila-it GLOWS. Yep-some guy is sitting in his laboratory roaring with maniacal (spelling-if spelled wrong, insert crazy) laughter about how stupid parents are for letting their kids be sucked into these glowing tubes of evil!

We have a long, long history with glow sticks. Noah had an awesome set of surrogate grandparents in Idaho who played hide & seek with glow sticks & Noah all of the time. Fun-until Noah decided to take a big bite out of one. We walk in to see our son's mouth glowing. Now,as you can imagine, being first time parents with Noah, we did NOT overreact-at all. We just calmly called poison control, the fire brigade, the police, and anyone else in the tri-state area that would listen to our tale of woe (I need help with spelling today please-I'm working on about 3.5 hours sleep!). Well-somehow, against all odds, Noah made it through the tumultuous ordeal. He now shares his story in elementary schools & we are working on the book deal & whirlwind bus tour!

SO...after a short hiatus from glow sticks, we reluctantly reconnected our children with glow sticks. We say a short prayer as we hand them over to our kids. Sorry-this post really is going somewhere-other than just being ridiculous. (But I am, in my sleep-deprived state, cracking myself up-and at least that is something!).

Now on to our latest glow stick horror. I'll try to get Dan to post a comment about this because the story you are about to hear is true & happened to him. Names have been changed to protect the identity of those involved (you know-like when you watch a made for tv movie or something-stick with me, sleep deprived remember!). We enjoyed a leisurely, laid back, wonderful Sunday (see previous post & catch the sarcasm). I headed off to my job as a nurse. At about 7:20 mountain time, I receive a call at work saying that yes-the glow stick conspiracy is true and that they are, in fact, evil.

Somehow-when Brian (oops, I mean Byron-name change) was playing with his glow stick he broke it & it ALL sprayed directly into his eye. How does that happen, you may ask? Well-since most of you don't know Byron very well, yet-the real question is how could it NOT happen!?! I get Dan hooked up with the Littleton Hospital ER who connects him to Poison Control.

Luckily-Dan is quick on his feet and had already flushed the poor little guy's eyeball out to the point of drowning. Because Bryon is okay this is where I allow myself to crack up (I'm an inappropriate laugher-always have been, always will be. It's a huge, huge character flaw). Dan is telling me about how he is first trying to flick water into Bryon's eye with two fingers, then moves to flusing it with contact solution (oww...), and then resorts to laying Bryon on the counter and flushing out his eye with the kitchen sink sprayer. Good mental image.

Poison control was super helpful & praise God everyone is okay. I really, really need to have Dan post because, as you can imagine, with 5 children-there was mass chaos going on around the haz-mat site. Dan explained it as there were gawkers, there were people jumping on the couch, there were yellers, and there was one, ingenious flasher-yeah, a flasher. Oh, what would our life be without our children??? Boring, uneventful, & quiet. Who wants that, really?

So-be on the lookout for my one-woman crusade to rid the world of Glow Sticks. They are now offically a banned subtance in my house!