My daughter Jade does this really cute thing where she'll come up to you, rub your nose with hers and say, "Nosey nosey!" It's her form of a kiss and she's been doing it with my family since she was very little. But lately her nose has been more of an experimental playground than a cuddle tool.
Last week, on my way home from my dad's cabin, I hear Jade's little voice say, from the depths of the backseat, "Mumma, lookie lookie! Look at me!" I glance in the rear-view mirror, and the kid has a raisin (her drive home snack) jammed up one nostril.
"AHHH!" I screamed. "JADE, honey, no! NO! Get that raisin out of your nose right NOW!" She snorted it out with impressive force and said, "Kleeeeeenex pleeeeease."
We had a conversation about the evils of putting things up one's nose, and I thought I'd gotten the point across (you'll have to go to the hospital, I'll take your raisins away, blah blah blah). Until today. Today, at various times throughout the day, I had to get her to snort out dried cranberries, cereal, toast, vegetable chips and a piece of apple. GAH!!!!
Someone please reassure me that this stage does not last? In the meantime, I'm keeping the tweezers handy.
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Did I ever tell you about the time that my Dad had to take me to the hospital because I had erasers in my nose?
True story...He didn't notice them until they got..um, smelly.
I think that the it is just a stage..
Ha!! Veggie chips? That's gotta hurt.
Mike used to rip fuzz off his blankie, roll it into tiny balls and shove the fuzz balls up his nose. He had at least one trip to the hospital to have wads of fuzz removed. Kids are strange little beings.
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