He needs to take it for inspection, so he has been fixing the rust holes with various things. Last night, he sprayed some black stuff that kinda balls up and hardens (you're welcome for this detailed explanation...I'm happy to give you the technical wording because I'm very smart that way).
A bit later, I called the kids in for dinner. I heard Jake before I saw him and he was wailing, "Mama....Mama....."
He came stumbling into the garage and what I saw made me stop dead in my tracks. I wasn't sure whether to laugh or get very scared. I saw this: only he wasn't smiling--he was crying.
It would seem that he decided to check out the black, tar-like stuff on Ryan's truck. It is extremely sticky and dries like super glue. Jake had done this:
and had gotten it all over his hands. He then tried to wipe it in the grass because there was grass sticking to his hands. Somewhere along the way he wiped his eye and his eyelashes were stuck shut. I couldn't tell if the stuff had gone into his eye, so I started getting ready take him to ER. However, Ryan was able to discern that it only seemed like Jake's eyelashes were effected. I got vaseline and went to work. Thankfully, it freed his eyelashes. Since I was concerned that maybe some of the toxic chemical had gotten into his eye, we followed the Poison Control Center's advice (thanks, Mom, for that suggestion), and flushed his eye for five minutes. He was not happy about that--but all seems to be well now.
That KID! Argh....