I had to call Poison Control yesterday...

My Matthew boy is giving me quite the ride lately. He is into EVERYTHING. Yesterday I walked into the kitchen to find Matthew sitting half on the stove top and half on the counter eating the Flinstone vitamins. When he saw me he quickly shoved more into his mouth. I raced over and dug all the vitamins out of his mouth and then tried to remember how many were in the bottle when I handed them out to the kids earlier that morning. I know I put the child proof lid back on the vitamins and stuck them back on the 3rd shelf of the top cabinet. But that obviously did not deter Matthew one bit. How he got them open is beyond me and I think he eat probably 20 or 25 of them before I stopped him. So I called Poison Control. I was more mad at Matthew than worried about iron overdose. But I still called and they told me that the amount he ate for his weight wasn't above the toxic level so probably he'd be fine and might just throw up. Matthew didn't even do that nor complain or get fussy or anything. It was like nothing happened. Matthew pushes the kitchen chairs over to the counter tops so he can climb on them and get what he wants. He also pushes the chair into my walk in pantry and gets down the fruit snacks, pop tarts, chips and gum. I move these items on a regular basis trying to hide them from him and he has some sort of junk food radar because he always finds him. Most of these "adventures" occur while I'm nursing Lucas. David asked me last night what I'm going to do. My suggestions were to bolt the chairs and bar stools to the floor and chain Matthew to Lucas's crib while I'm nursing. I've never had to fanatically child proof my house before. Jacob and Adam never got into things like Matthew does. It seems every time I turned my back Matthew has gotten into something that not only is he not suppose to have but I thought it was out of his reach or hidden. Twice last week he found the hidden diaper rash ointment and spread it all over his face, hair and shirt. This week he got a hold of the Vicks vapor rub and did the same thing. I obviously need better hiding places. That or I need a straight jacket. Probably two...one for Matthew and one for me.