In some ways, it was a week if like to forget but then it's always going to be a right of passage kind of event. I thought we'd gone past the time my daughter would experiment and put something up her nose...I was wrong!
I had suggested we go to the library or Sainsburys (we have a massive one near us with toys and clothes) but the toddler was playing up. She decided she wouldn't put shoes on and get ready, the baby was late having his feed and when Bubba said she didn't want to go out anyway (or rather shouted it at me), I told her that was fine but I would ignore her if she continued to shout at me, so settling down whilst the boy fed, I put Homes Under The Hammer on and as she was next to me I thought nothing untoward would happen.
A few minutes later she sidled up to me with a huge smile on her face, "mummy I've got one of your flowers" all said in a sing song voice. I looked confused and wondered what flowers "up my snozzie" and she tipped her head back and I could see, sitting at the opening of her nose, a pussy willow catkin - it was only when she snorted it back that I realised we had a problem and I wished I'd acted as soon as I saw it. Poor little man got almost thrown back into his bouncer and I stood up and did my best impression of a headless chicken. I swore a few times and almost cried, I then shrieked at her not to move or do anything else, I asked her to try and sneeze the catkin out but she hasn't really got the hang of blowing her nose.
I then ran upstairs swearing under my breath and again did a headless chicken dance trying to work out what to do and where I'd put the tweezers. I called hubby, my mum and my dad and nobody answered their phones. I rushed back downstairs and made bubba put her head back on the cushions, she saw the tweezers and she then freaked out, started crying and saying sorry.
Without almost thinking, I reached in and managed to grab at the little catkin (thank god it was hairy as otherwise we would have been straight to A&E), in one fluid movement I'd got the tweezers in and the poor drenched in goo catkin out. I got a massive adrenaline hit and sat there giggling whilst Bubba was just shocked - probably because of my initial panic.
I also promised her loads of stuff and so we headed out to Sainsbury's and she came home with a new toy because I was so relieved I didn't need to haul two kids to hospital and it had come out so easy. Hopefully she won't do it again but hey you never know, I hadn't realised how prolific sticking something somewhere for children is and heard a few stories along the way!
The summer holidays are anything but quiet for us! Roll on school...