Yup, that’s my child…

Well I should have posted this yesterday, but I just didn’t get to it.  The picture above was taken well before this incident!

R came home from her ususal morning with Oma and Opa.  She had a strange expression on her face as she walked in.  (ok normally she has a slightly strange expression, a mix of ‘I had a really good time – but I still am slightly mad at your for dropping me off, so I’ll be just a little bit happy and a little bit mad expression)…This expression was different.  Then she says to me quite calmly “I have a carrot up my nose”.  I look up at Oma and she says what did she say?  I tell Oma that R said she had a carrot up her nose, and then R must have seen the disbelief on my face as I said “a carrot wouldn’t fit up your nose honey”.  She promtly burst into hysterical tears for about 30 seconds, then calmed down and gave Oma & Opa a kiss and said goodbye.   After they leave, I take her to the couch and try to see this ‘carrot’.  I can’t see anything, but again she starts crying and insists there is one…  I get a kleenex and get her to blow.  Nothing comes out….She’s crying, and I’m not sure what to do!  Thank goodness at that moment I heard the garage door go up, Daddy was home.

I take my crying daughter to the door, and we greet daddy.  He takes R to the couch and tells me he does see something, Waaaayyyy up in there!  He searches for tweezers as I try to calm R down.  He returns, and she sees the tweezers and starts hysterically crying!  We argue a bit that they are really too big, and then I decided to get up and call the Walk in clinic and ask if they can deal with this, or weather we should go to emerg….

 Before I can call, Albert yells over, I got it.  I come over, and yes, it is a LARGE piece of carrot.. I should have taken a picture, but I didn’t! (you can thank me later!).  Turns out Daddy is a genious at solving these types of problems…no tweezers used, and if you want the gorey details of how he did it, please e-mail him! albert@rim.net  It’s really too gross to post in this public forum! 

 So this is the 3rd thing that has become stuck (or close to stuck) in R’s orafaces… Chickpeas in the ears (Auntie L’s favourite) Dried corn up the nose, and now a chunk of carrot up the nose…  yup you’d better keep your eyes on my kid!