Maddening

I think motherhood can make you crazy.  This morning was a pretty easy one... Lily slept in, Peter watched TV while I showered, cleaned up a little.  It was 10am and we were all close to being ready so I thought we'd make a Target run.  Lily had a fever yesterday afternoon but I thought if it was down, she was acting fine, I'd take her in the infant carseat to "contain" her.  I turned off the TV and had Peter come upstairs with me to get Lily up, put their clothes on.  Peter was playing nicely with Lily's new Noah's Ark so I went back down with Lily to give her b'fast while he played.  After feeding Lily her cereal/yogurt, I left her there with raspberries while I went back up to Peter.  He had the nearly empty container of glycerin suppositories in his hand, top off!  (Lily's been constipated again so I gave her 1/2 of one last eve and 1/2 this am.)  I asked him what he did with them, if he ate them?  He says "YES!" (in his happy voice).  I was able to walk around upstairs and find some of them on the floor so it looks nearly as full as it had been but its just so hard to tell.  So I ask him how many he ate and he says "TWO" in his happy voice.  Great!  Who knows if he's telling the truth?!?  Not sure exactly how this next part played out b/c its vague in my mind at this point....  After telling Peter that we do NOT eat them or ANY medicine, we give it to Mommy or Daddy, he ends up downstairs (maybe I was still searching for suppositories?).  In the meantime, Lily is crying hysterically downstairs b/c I've left her alone (and she's teething, not feeling great, has separation anxiety).  As I go back down and into the kitchen, I see the Milk of Magnesia jug (that had been on the kitchen table) with the top off sitting by the kitchen sink.  Peter!  I tried to be calm and decide how to approach it.  I asked if he drank any and he said yes.  I asked what it tasted like (thinking maybe he'd say "it taste bad!")... he said "It tasted like candy!" (in his very happy, pleased voice).  UGH! To give him a little credit, I am thinking maybe he realized he shouldn't have had it so put it on the counter by the sink.  And I can tell that not much is gone.  He has some on his bare chest but it doesn't look like there is any in his mouth.  But still the issue that he could have drank some... Honestly, I wasn't too worried about the actual "meds" he'd taken, it was more of the principal.  So being the great mom I am, I took him to the bathroom with a spoon and thought I'd try to get him to throw up.  I was able to get a few good gags but he never threw up.  As all of this is happening, Lily is STILL crying like crazy.  Its maddening.  Peter and I discussed that he would NEVER take or touch those things again.  
Peter wanted to, needed to rest so I directed him to the couch.  Lily is still crying so I nurse her to calm her but she's still crying after she finishes.  She also has a poo.  So I take her upstairs, she wants nothing to do with the diaper change (tho wearing a poopy diaper also makes her fussy).  She kicks and screams, arches her back as I attempt to change her, her feet in poo, poo on my hand, poo on changing pad.  Eventually, I just let her stand as I finished.  She finally calmed down and was ready to go back to sleep 1.5 hours after she'd gotten up.  So both of mine were sleeping again by 11:30am.  
I did end up calling Poison Control, just to be sure and at the insisting of my husband.  They said indeed, it could only cause diarrhea.