So this past Tuesday, Noa came and picked me as usual from the train station after work and on the way home we thought we would check out some of the local restaurants on the way. When I first got in the car I noticed a package of Dove Chocolate on the floor in the back seat. (you know, the kind they have at the check-out counters at Wal-Mart or the grocery store.)Because it had been sitting in the car, the heat had melted it into one little tube of chocolate. It was in a plastic sealed wrapper and I didn't even think twice before giving it to Mac to play with.
So we left the station and on the way we stopped at one of the restaurants and I ran in to grab a menu. When I got back into the car, Noa and I were looking to see what that particular restaurant had to offer when Noa said, "Do you smell chocolate?" Our first reaction was to look back at Mac and sure enough he had squeezed the package so hard that it had exploded all over his hands and new Eddie Bauer car seat that Grandma Peters helped us get for Mac's birthday.
He had no interest in eating it, I don't even think he realized what was going on until Noa and I started freaking out because there was chocolate everywhere. He was just having a good time playing, minding his own business. Of course we couldn't get mad at him (the blame was to be put on someone else...me) and eventually we just laughed at what had happened and hurried home.
So obviously we didn't get anything to eat, we just rushed home to try and wash everything before it was too late. We didn't even have time to take a picture because we were so panicked. I was busy holding Mac's hands down so he didn't get more chocolate all over the car seat, Noa was driving, and by the time we got home we just rushed inside and washed everything. The car seat is okay, Mac's was fine, and I've learned never to give chocolate to him while he's sitting in his car seat.
