Here’s the latest excitement with us…
Last night we made a lovely trip to the ER. Jeff was at a meeting and we were here at home watching Cinderella. Dallin was laying on the floor when he said,
"It’s stuck, Mom. It’s stuck."
"What is Dallin?"
"In my nose, the red ting."
"What red thing?"
"The bead ting."
Apparently he was playing with a dangly bead off of one of my throw pillows and put it up his nose a little too far. I tried to get it out but as he kept crying and inhaling it kept going up farther and I couldn’t get him to blow it out.So I called Jeff and we went to the ER.
We got there,checked in, and I figured we’d be there a while because he was breathing fine and quite amused at this point. And there were a few people there with things much more pressing than us. (Like a guy carrying a tupperware container filled with blood. Not sure what it was in it and don’t want to know)
I went out to the car to meet Jeff and Dallin said, "I have to sneeze." So, Jeff coached him how to blow it out and we heard it hit the floor. YIPPEE! That wasthe best ER trip we’ve ever had. I took him back inside to check out and the security guard laughed and asked me if it was a jewel in my hand.
Hee Hee, yep, we were actually trying to use Dallin to smuggle precious gems!
