Carter and I were laying on my bed watching The Little Mermaid this morning. I had one of those nights that left me delirious upon awakening. I started to doze off when I was jolted back to reality by the shrieks of Carter. I bolted upright, hovered over him, and a little panicked, asked what was wrong.
"I GOT A RAISIN UP MY NOSE MOM!!"
"What?! Are you sure?!" Duh. I am sure he was pretty sure.
"YEAH MOM!" Said in complete hysterics and discomfort.
I then of course squeezed his nostrils, couldn't feel anything, and told him to blow his nose. To which, he then sniffed.
"No, blow your nose Carter, like this," I idiotically demonstrated. I'm a mommy, what are you gonna do?
To which he said: "Huh?" in a very perplexed manner.
I then proceeded to adjust his head in various positions to aim the light up his dark little nostrils until I spotted the intruder. There it was, lodged up his left nostril just as explained. "How the heck am I gonna get this out?" I thought to myself. First thought was a q-tip with the cotton picked off. Not so much. Didn't work. Then I remembered my little mani/pedi case I got for Christmas that hasn't been used - it has tiny tweezers in it, and once I was able to hold his arms and still his writhing head and body sufficiently, it did the job. I think just in the nick of time too. It was pretty soft and mushy at this point.
I pulled the offender out, held it up in all its glory, covered in green goo (I think I just gagged) and said:
"I got it!"
To which Carter said:
"Can I eat it Mom?"
There's your laugh for the day, compliments of Carter. And, your welcome.