Because It Had To Be Her

I always joke that Noah didn’t prepare us to be parents. He was pretty easy-never put things in his mouth, etc. He left us completely unprepared for the whirlwind that is our Zoë.

She was in timeout the other day and came out talking about how she had something big in her nose. So, I look up her nose to find a hair bead.

I had to keep myself from laughing–because it was not at all surprising.

So, I googled what to do. I knew I didn’t want to take her to the doc or to urgent care. Google taught me that I could hold down the nostril that wasn’t obstructed and then blow into her mouth like CPR and it’ll pop out. But that only works if whatever is up their nose doesn’t have a hole in it. Her bead, of course, had a hole. I laid her down and extracted it with the tweezers.

Hopefully I won’t have to do that again.

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