THAT does NOT belong up there!

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Today was a busy day. So much so that I left at 8:45 am and didn't really spend much time at home until after 8pm tonight.

As a matter of fact, I had just walked in the door a few minutes before my conference call was to start. I took care of a few things, got on the conference call and then heard the kids screaming from their rooms. I put the phone on mute and went up the stairs to find that one child was in the other's bed, 'biting' the blankets.

Zing! One kid in a corner outside of the room. The other child alone in his bed and room. I went back to my conference call.

A few minutes later, 'corner kid' was back in the room. Again, there was screaming from the room. This time, however, the tone was different. I again muted my phone and asked, "What did you say?"

This time the reply made absolutely NOTHING else in the world seem important at all. I ran up the stairs and asked again, "What did you say?!" (this time with a little more urgency in my voice).

"He put something up his nose."

I peered up his nose. I couldn't see anything really, but it seemed awfully white back there where I thought it should be rather dark. I asked the two-year old, as any mature parent would, "Did you put something up your nose?"

And, as any two year old would answer, he looked at me and said nothing. I suppose he had sensed the urgency in my voice, as going through my mind was the story of the toddler who stuffed 147 pinto beans up his nose and had to have them vacuumed out at an ER.

I asked again, and then added, "Or are you just kidding?" to which the child answered, "Kidding."

I whisked him to the bathroom where I had much better light and asked again, "Did you put something up your nose?" Now I had him stretched across my lap, head dangling off my legs so I could see up his nose. "Kidding," he said, "Kidding."

A stroke of brilliance hit me and I asked him to blow his nose. After several tries, it came out. I said to him, "That does NOT belong up there." We don't put things up there ever. It's dangerous."

Sticky Tack will never have the same meaning to me...EVER...NEVER...FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE!