Hey, junkies on the topic of things that kids get into my ex-husband. Used to tell me stories from his childhood where he, and his older brother would get into all kinds of things. The worst of which was probably 1 time when he was maybe 4 or 5. Uh, they were playing around the dumpster at the end of their street, uh, and they found like a half empty cane of blue paint that he thought looked appetizing. So he straight up drank paint. Uh, and he went home and had blue paint all over his face and all down the front of his uh, pajama onesie and freaked his mother out. She had to rush him to the hospital stomach pumped, and everything like that. But, yeah, drank paint. Uh, and then another time they were hiding behind the couch, trying to see how many marbles each of them could stick in their mouths. Uh and he almost choked to death, but his older brother kept telling him to be quiet. Be quiet because they didn't want to get in trouble. Uh, because they knew they weren't supposed to be doing it. So well, just a couple of things, you know that my ex-husband used to get into when he was a kid.