No Such Thing as a Quiet Kid

If you suddenly realize your kid being quiet is too good to be true, it probably is. Two years ago, when Joey was two, we suddenly realized he wasn't downstairs with us.

And he was being very quiet.

I called upstairs for him. "Buddy, what are you doing?"

No answer.

A few seconds later he emerged from our bedroom. I sat back down feeling better that he was coming downstairs.

He walked into the living room. "What were you doing up there?" I asked. He didn't say anything.

He couldn't.

His mouth was full, and I mean full, of staples.

We jumped up and got him to spit them out. I was absolutely paranoid that he had swallowed some and they were going to tear up his heart or stomach, or something in there.

He ended up being fine, but we kept that little story to ourselves. No sense alarming foster care that we feed our kids staples.
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No Such Thing as a Quiet Kid

If you suddenly realize your kid being quiet is too good to be true, it probably is. Two years ago, when Joey was two, we suddenly realized he wasn't downstairs with us.

And he was being very quiet.

I called upstairs for him. "Buddy, what are you doing?"

No answer.

A few seconds later he emerged from our bedroom. I sat back down feeling better that he was coming downstairs.

He walked into the living room. "What were you doing up there?" I asked. He didn't say anything.

He couldn't.

His mouth was full, and I mean full, of staples.

We jumped up and got him to spit them out. I was absolutely paranoid that he had swallowed some and they were going to tear up his heart or stomach, or something in there.

He ended up being fine, but we kept that little story to ourselves. No sense alarming foster care that we feed our kids staples.
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