Wednesday, May 03, 2006

and While I'm Up Late Reading the News . . .

. . . one more, oh my god, another thing I have to worry about now that I have a kid:

Once popular in the hippie era of the 1960s, morning glory seeds as a hallucinogen seem to have sprouted once again. Local gardening shops have noticed their seed stocks depleted by adolescent hands, and poison control centers in the District and its suburbs have received calls from hospitals with patients experiencing adverse reactions, or bad trips, from the seeds.

I'll be doing a surprise morning inspection of Gideon's diaper drawer and underneath his crib mattress. If I so much as sniff a petunia . . .

I'm one of those "involved" parents. Nothing gets by me.


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