Fish food
PJ fell asleep on the couch yesterday while I cooled my jets to try and figure out how to extract the carrot. Once she awoke I bribed her with the possibility of watching an early television show if we got it out ourselves instead of dragging everyone to the ER where the doctor would surely hurt her much, MUCH worse than mommy, she took the bait.
We chose the couch as the place to perform the procedure. She laid-back, I knelt beside her. She held Dori, I held a tweezers and a straw (thank you Peggy). She started blowing. I saw “it” start to move. The nap and endless tears seemed to have created an abundance of snot around the carrot and plugged the entire nostril. I held down the opposite nostril and told her to blow…out shot the mucus covered carrot, right onto my sweater.
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