Adventures in Parenting, part ???
Some of you may remember when my son shoved a piece of walnut up his nose (I know I will never forget it).
We had another chapter in the "orifices are fun" part of his life this morning. I was getting the kids ready to go to swim lessons. Buddy had a dime in his hand because lately he has enjoyed carrying money around. I picked him up and carried him into the bedroom to put him on the changing table.
The next thing I new he was making that dreadful "ACK, ACK" noise that all parents dread. I flipped him over and whacked him on his back, at which point he stopped coughing. I put .05 and .05 together and got .10 - where was the dime?
I checked his hands and his mouth - nothing. I stuck my finger down his throat - plenty of blackberries, but no dime. I tried that a couple more times (and can I tell you how much he enjoyed that? Not at all) and still no dime.
I sat him down and asked him "Buddy, where's the money?" He looked at me with wide eyes, opened his mouth and pointed with one finger into his open mouth.
So now we wait for this to pass (literally). And what was the first thing the advice nurse said when I called for advice? "At least it wasn't a quarter!"
This on top of finding out last week that Buddy's wonderful daycare is going to close at the end of the summer, has made for an anxious week.
We had another chapter in the "orifices are fun" part of his life this morning. I was getting the kids ready to go to swim lessons. Buddy had a dime in his hand because lately he has enjoyed carrying money around. I picked him up and carried him into the bedroom to put him on the changing table.
The next thing I new he was making that dreadful "ACK, ACK" noise that all parents dread. I flipped him over and whacked him on his back, at which point he stopped coughing. I put .05 and .05 together and got .10 - where was the dime?
I checked his hands and his mouth - nothing. I stuck my finger down his throat - plenty of blackberries, but no dime. I tried that a couple more times (and can I tell you how much he enjoyed that? Not at all) and still no dime.
I sat him down and asked him "Buddy, where's the money?" He looked at me with wide eyes, opened his mouth and pointed with one finger into his open mouth.
So now we wait for this to pass (literally). And what was the first thing the advice nurse said when I called for advice? "At least it wasn't a quarter!"
This on top of finding out last week that Buddy's wonderful daycare is going to close at the end of the summer, has made for an anxious week.
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