Hey! Look Who's on Ripleys Believe it or Not!

Or maybe he should just go on Fear Factor - Pint Sized!

Why, You ask?

Well, my child can eat GLASS!!

YES. That's what I said. G-L-A-S-S.

Here's the low down as described by the "Don't Panic" mom. (That's me.)

After school today, Harrison came into the school office with me; another mom was in there with concerns about her child. Being that I work there, well I was drawn into the conversation.

In the mean time...

Harrison is playing within my sight in the next office and having a good ole' time with the other child. There's nothing to get into in there...

Or so I thought.

As I'm finishing the conversation so I can take MY child home for a nap, said child comes up to me with a smile and I hear:

CRUNCH!

Oh yes, CRUNCH!

My brain zips! "What are you EATING? Candy?" I ask. (there is NO hard candy around in the general area, I know this.)

He gives me A Big Proud Grin.

"Show Mommy"

"Ice Mama!"

"Is that ice??"
I put my finger in his mouth, it's not cold.

Slight panic.

"Spit it out now!" As I hold my hand under his chin.

He spits out a piece of clear odd-shaped something. I put it in my mouth.
What else was I going to do? No taste, it's hard.

"It's glass!" I exclaim to all in the room.

Glass, AND he broke off 3 little tiny splinters. One came out with the initial piece and I felt it nick my fingertip, two more after I swiped his mouth with my finger SEVERAL times and SEVERAL times more!

Later when I returned to the office, I found an unclaimed candle votive with sea glass in it that was left on the desk during camp week.

It looks like - candy.
Or ice.

We tossed it out!

Dodged a bullet.

My boy the Amazing Glass Eater.