I was outside pulling weeds earlier today, and Clayton got into some potting soil. Plant food is poisonous isn't it? That's what I thought anyway. I don't know. The soil had those white balls of stuff in it. Anyhow, I was a bit concerned, so I went inside and called Poison Control. The lady there said that potting soil isn't poisonous, so there was no worry. About 20 minutes later, Clayton laid down on the floor and fell asleep (he missed his nap earlier, so he was extra tired). Ross came in and had a minor flip out. He had heard me call Poison Control, so he thought there was something majorly wrong with Clayton.
"MOM, MOM, is Clayton dead?!"
"No, he's just asleep."
"Are you sure. Is he poisoned?"
"No, he's just asleep. Check to see if he's breathing, if you're worried."
"Okay. He's breathing. Whew!"
Justice kept asking me, "Mom, why is Clayton dead? Is Clayton dead?"
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