This was supposed to be a much different post.
It was supposed to be a post about how we are participating in "TV Tune-Out" week in which we do fun activities with the kids instead of watch TV.
Gooser was very excited to get going with the fun activities right after school so I said we could make homemade Play-Doh--and to make things extra-exciting, we were going to make it in four different colors!
So, see-this was going to be a post about how much fun it was to make Play-Doh with the kids and I was going to share the recipe and post fun pics of the kids playing with the dough--like this:
So everything was all fine and dandy until I had to go pick up the big boys at tennis. Pickle didn't want to tear herself away from playing with the dough and insisted on bringing some of it with her in the car.
When I was waiting for the kids outside the tennis place, Pickle started crying and semi-freaking out in her carseat. I thought she was crying because she had dropped the dough--but then I realized that she was saying something about the Play-Doh and "Get it out!"
I said "Get it out of what!?"
She is the first of my five children to ever put something up their nose--but I've heard enough about it to know that if something goes up the nose, it has to come out. So we went home and I tried some different maneuvers with nasal aspirators and flashlights--but no luck.
I put a call in for the doctor and waited and waited for him to call back--it was WAY past her bedtime, but I was afraid to put her to bed in case I needed to take her to the emergency room.
Finally "Dr. F-word" called back and said that she didn't need to go to the ER tonight, but that I would have to bring her to the doctor's office tomorrow and they would try to remove it. He said if they can't do it, I will have to take her to an ENT doctor.
Soooo...that's going to be fun!
The thing is, I have no idea if anything is still in there! She sneezed a bunch of times when we were still in the car, but I have no clue if it came out or not. Her little nostril is SO tiny that I can't imagine she was able to get much up there--but who knows!
Something tells me that watching Spongebob would have been so much safer!!
So for my own good health and safety--I'm going to go watch Real Housewives of New York!!
Hatching evil plots!