What to do with little boys?

So last week while I was planning Art lessons Spencer was behind me on the floor playing when all the sudden I heard him choking. I turned around and starting getting scared to death and was ready to give him the him lick, when he swallowed whatever he was chocking on. I asked him what it was and he said "that pointy, shiny thing." "What pointy shiny thing?" I asked. He couldn't explain it to me and I was worried about it but wasn't sure what to do, so when Budd got home I told him about it and he got Spencer to show us where he got it and what it was. Spencer proceeded to climb up on the arm of the couch and reach up to the fireplace mantle into a piece of pottery and he pulled out a screw, and not just any screw, a wood screw with a point on the end. "What? You ate that?" I couldn't believe it and we really got worried. I mean how does a kid even think about sucking on a pointy screw, and how did he even find it. Kids have amazing exploratory minds, especially our Spence. We must have dropped the screws in there after hanging something up in the house. So we called our brother in law who is a Doctor and he said we should take him in for an X-ray the next morning, since it was already around 9:30 at night. So we took him in the next morning and TA DA......... this is what we found

That thing is huge, was our first thought, then the doctor said that he was talking to Primary Children's hospital which is the major children's hospital around here. They said because the screw was pointed they were worried about it, so we might have to take him in for immediate surgery. Then the doctor left, and we were kind of freaking out by this time. Then the doctor came back a few minutes later and said, "well, since it is already in the small intestines we don't dare do surgery because it is too risky, so you just need to watch him closely and if he shows any pain, rush immediately to Primary Children's, and then they sent us home. Crazy! So for the next two days we watched Spencer every second and even made him sleep in our room. We kept asking if he was ok, and fed him a lot of fiber. Then finally two days later, on Saturday morning, he finally went #2, and he told me, so of course I yelled, "Don't flush" then I ran in there with my handy big spoon to dish it out and sure enough there it was, a pointy screw that was a inch and a half long. Wow, I don't know how that thing got through his little body, but we sure feel blessed that it all went well and that he is ok. He continues to get into things every day so I have realized that I have to keep an eye on this boy.