It Finally Happened To Me
Well, not to ME exactly. One could, and should, probably say it happened to 8.
We got a good hard freeze last night. The garden was still producing like crazy so we brought in everything we could. I had been picking beans off the over abundant beam plants and the kids have been helping shell them. This morning as The Goblin Child diligently shelled purple beans into the bowl, mixing them all around with her hands that were being blenders, 8 held a bean up to his nostril and laughed. I told him “no, beans don’t go in our noses”.
I didn’t really think we had finished with that but he left the kitchen and I turned back to beans and blender. Soon he came back laughing again and showed me his nose. Sure enough, way up inside his nostril, I could just see the round white bean looking back at me. I plugged the other nostril and told him to blow. Nothing happened. I took him up to the bathroom and grabbed the tweezers. By then it had come down a little ways and I was able to fit the tweezers around it and, push it back up higher into his nose.
But, it had come down earlier so we tried blowing again and out it popped into my hand.
I like to think this will have taught him a lesson but if it did I’m afraid the lesson will be more about how fun it is to stick beans up his nose than anything to do with NOT sticking things up his nose. Oh well, chalk this one up to another milestone met.
Gross .tell. us about going to see grandma