Hello Nose...Meet Bead

Friday night, if all goes well during the week (meaning Sam finishes his work and stays "in the green" at school, and John stays off the naughty chair at school) is "watch-TV-in-Mommy's-and-Daddy's-before-bed" night.

So all went well this week! Yay!

(Before I go further let me remind you that John LOVES beads. I let him carry them around, usually one of my larger single color beads. But last night I gave him a small Czech pressed glass disk because he keeps hiding the spacers, and they are expensive!)

Do you see where this is going?

I put them in our bed around 7:45 and went to their rooms to get their pajamas. I came back to our room and sat on the bed, and this conversation ensued.

John: Mommy, bead!
Me: Yes, John, where's your bead?
John: (points to nose)
Me: It's probably in the bed somewhere. Did you drop it?
John: (scrunches up nose and sniffs/blows)
John: Mommy, bead! (points to nose again)
Me: Did you put the bead in your nose???!!!
John: Uh-huh!!!
Me: Oh no, John, did you really? Is it really up your nose?
John: Uh-huh!!!

So immediately visions of spending all night in the ER on a Friday night, just to get this thing extracted, start dancing in my head. I tried to feel it but couldn't...I tried to see it but couldn't...

I took him downstairs to Tom, who was sitting on the couch watching TV. Told him what happened. I laid John back on his back under the lamp and went to get a flashlight. Finally, with a little manuevering of the nose, I could see the slightest edge of the bead...wayyyyy up in there. Tom immediately picked him up and said, "Okay, I'll take him."

Never one to let someone else do what I can do myself, I asked him to wait while I got the tweezers. It was worth a shot.

As I came back downstairs with the tweezers, I heard Tom say, "Yeah, that's it! Woo-hoo!"


Tom had held one nostril shut and told John to "blow hard" and THANK GOODNESS that bead flew right out. Whew and Yay Tom!