AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!

Picture the scene:

I am sitting at the computer (maybe been here 3 minutes or so) and Ava walks in with a tissue and is blowing her nose.

She says, "Mama, I am trying to blow a slipper out of my nose."

Me..."What? What do you mean?"

Ava..."Well, I put a little pink (polly pocket) slipper up my nose to see if it would go up there."

Me..."Ava, are you serious? Did you really put a slipper up your nose?"
(she is four and very mature for her age...surely she didn't)

Ava...."Yes mama. I am trying to blow it out. Can you see it?"

O.k. at this point I start freaking out a little. Zeke is waking up and crying. So I get him his milk and lay him down on his back to drink his sip pee. I tell Ava to get me a flashlight and lay beside her brother.

Dr. Mom shines the flashlight up Ava's nose. I strain and strain to see....and lo and behold...a tiny pink slipper is in her left nostril. I tell her not to move an inch and I run to get the tweezers.

I had to go up a little further than I thought and I watched as Ava's eyes got HUGE with fear...but I did extract the slipper.

Then....I breathed and screamed as loud as you possibly can inside your head.

I threatened her to never ever do anything like that again.

Why???? Why do our kids think that a project like that is worthwhile?

Oh, the craziness of parenthood. I must tell you...I am pretty proud of my accomplishment. And to top it off...I didn't even call Shep to freak out. I am just going to let him be amazed when he gets home!!

Thank you Lord for our wonderful children who keep us alert, laughing, wondering, and praying. Thank you for being the parent for them I could never be.