For starters, he bit the glass tip off a thermometer. Luckily, it didn't contain mercury, nor did it cut him. Nonetheless, I called our pediatrician who walked me through how to handle the situation.
No sooner had I dodged that bullet than my accident prone boy got an extremely minor carpet run. So, in true two-year-old fashion he cried for about 45 minutes and refused to get out of my lap.
By this point, we decided that a restaurant dinner would be too risky, so we cooked some delicious Hamburger Helper. Ha...what can I say, we know how to celebrate!
Well, Eli's charming behavior continued after dinner when he threw a Hot Wheels cars at the TV and broke several pixels. This resulted in a martial mishap, about 100 cars being tossed in the trash (don't worry we got them out later) and an extra early bedtime.
We are going to attempt a post - party, party tomorrow. Needless to say, this is a birthday I'll never forget!!