Beckah swallowed a magnet.

Yes.  That's right.  She swallowed a marble sized and shaped, very powerful magnet.  Thankfully it was just one.  The clinic got us in really fast after picking Cadence up from school.  Beckah went down and had X-ray's taken of her tummy (two views, front and side to confirm there was only one). She went back with the Tech all by herself and followed all instructions.  The Tech told me she was the best behaved 3 year old she had ever worked with!  Then we waited to talk to the doctor.  At first he told me that she was going to have to be hospitalized until it passed.  I freaked out a little on the inside since that would get very complicated for me and the kids since Brady is gone.  After talking with the specialist at the children's hospital they gave me the option of taking her home, keeping her away from anything metal (snaps on clothing, buttons, zippers and not just on her clothing but mine as well, the fridge, tub, our recliner...) and giving her Miralax until she passed the magnet.  She has to pass it today.  If she doesn't then we have to go back in tomorrow and she will most likely be admitted until she either passes it or they have to surgically removed it.  

Beckah is getting annoyed with me.  I won't let her out of my sight. We have had to put up the baby gate again to block of the kitchen because she won't stay away from the fridge.  I have never wanted to change a poopy diaper more in my entire life.  It's funny and it's scary.  

I'm going to try and get copies of her X-ray's.  I feel I should have them as proof that she is going to be "that" child in our family.  You know, the one that has all the crazy stories about injuries and general stupidity?  Yeah.  I think after the chin wound at Lego Land, and then nearly biting half her tongue off two weeks later, locking herself in the bathroom and running water in a plugged sink until it flooded, and getting herself trapped in the cupboard under my bathroom sink we can safely say she will be "that" child.  

So here is to a good poopy diaper with a magnet in it so I can relax.  And leave my house since she can't be strapped into her car seat with the metal buckle either.  Oy.