Pica

So when some women are pregnant, or sometimes just themselves, they tend to crave strange and unusual things: Chalk, dirt,etc... these tend to be medically significant. Well, this weekend, Halle has come down with a case of pica. She believes that she also has a baby in her tummy, and that when she eats she is feeding it. Mike and I were doing some work around the house on Sat, and low and behold, there was the dreaded silence. Silence is never good. Mike went on a Halle hunt, and he discovered the door to our food storage was open, and a flashlight was turned on, but no Halle. The playroom door, however, was closed. He peered in and a small Barbie tent was set up in the middle of the room. He called Halle's name and out popped her head... and the hand that was holding a package of Jell-o powder. (strawberry flavored horse hooves....mmmmmm always a good healthy snack.) She is really starting to be naughty this one.



So two days later, I was cooking dinner and Halle was quiet again. Mike went hunting again, and found the usual lump in her bed. Beside her on the floor was a reddish purple wet spot. We tried asking her what it was.... then came much denial. "I don't know". It was not until Mike did the taste test from the carpet and I found a brand new bottle of Benadryl (that had just under a quarter of it's contents missing) that we made the connection. That, and the fact that she fell asleep soon after. We are still not sure how much she drank, but we do know that she slept fabulously that night and did not itch once. What remains to be seen is what else this kid will do.