Yet another call to the poison control center

This...wonderful...little guy makes life so exciting for us. It seemed oddly quiet so I went to search for him. He had found a bottle of aleve. The child proof caps aren't Blake proofed. He had dumped the whole bottle out. I got some out of his mouth, but who knows how much he had taken. I started to freak out. Brian called the poison control center (for the third time in a year) and we were told to watch him. So the naughty boy got to stay up late until we were pretty confident that he was okay. Oh my goodness, he is the most curious child and I just love him