Sunday, June 21, 2009

NOT a Booger

So half an hour after I put the boys to bed tonight I heard Charlie upstairs sneezing away. After several sneezes I decided to go help the poor kid blow his nose. He blew (he's very good at blowing his nose) and I asked him if that felt better. He continued to stick his finger up his nose saying, "Dewers a booga in dewer." It was dark so I opened the blinds to get a better look. Not good enough. I got a flash light. After shining it up his nose I realized what I thought was a string of snot was actually the reflection from this snap! My luck...there was NOT a doctor in the house. I was able to remove the snap from his left nostril with my tweezers but he keeps telling me, "Dewers a booga in dewer." I am left wondering what else he put up there and how far up he pushed it. My trusty flash light and I can't see anything more. What else could I do? I sent him back to bed.

6 comments:

Willy Happy Mama said...

O my! Where is Dad when you need him? They always miss the action. Well done Nurse Mom!
I like the Scooby Doo cake! Yum!

Mike and Kari said...

Bailey stuck cotton up her nose, and I didn't know about it for who knows how long. I took her to the doctor and she pulled out a huge infected mass out of her nose. It was disgusting. She has not put anything else up her nose since then!

Just the two of us! said...

Oh no! Way to save the day, mom!

John-David and Kathryn said...

That is so funny. I am sure you didn't think it was too funny pulling it out. Love Theron's birthday cake. Pretty impressive.

Marianne said...

Oh your stories always make me laugh....out loud. Glad you were able to get it out:)

Kimberly said...

Okay, so almost this EXACT same thing happened to RAchel probably about six or so months ago except it was a little bell. She kept telling me she had a bell in her nose and kept picking at it. I couldn't see anything, and I couldn't feel anything...then, I had her shake her head, and sure enough, I could hear it rattling!!! Yikes...scary moments as a mom. Luckily, the doctor in my house...or person I call to do scary things for me (Josh) was home, so he got it out with tweezers. It must have been pretty traumatizing because she still talks about it. Yikes...