Why there will be no third Crossett

You see, all things considered, Scrumpy was a very good boy. He really didn't get into too much trouble and really never had ailments.

Baby on the other hand ....... We already know about his upcoming bionic teeth.

On Christmas Eve, we went to the doctors to have a look at something that was in his eye. We kept trying to remove it. Becca even tried removing it, but to no avail. Ethan kept telling us that it was nothing, but paint.

It is the dead of December and lets be honest, we don't do home improvement so I had no idea why he thought it was paint. But lest he go blind on my watch....The pediatrician confirmed the foreign body in his eye and sent us a referral to see the pediatric ophthalmologist ASAP. ( I will not go into the story about the extra strength ointment for his eczema that once again I never experienced with Scrumpy)

Calling the ophthalmologist, all I kept hearing was "foreign body in the eye"... So here we are on Christmas Eve seeing a pediatric ophthalmologist.  He confirmed that something needed to be removed immediately.  I am sitting with Ethan on my lap, pinning down his legs and arms, while a nurse holds his head still.  After the numbing cream is applied the doctor proceeds to remove the item from his eyeball.  I am surprised you all did not hear the wailing.  BOY WAS HE PISSED.

After it was extracted, the doctor confirmed that it was a paint chip.  How did that kid know?!

But you see, this is not a story about paint chips on Christmas Eve.  This is a story about December 30.

One of the things the boys love to do is eat popcorn and watch a movie on our bed.  It allows us dinner in peace.  Over this Christmas break, it was a ritual that was repeated several times.  This time, Ethan came downstairs to let us know he had something in his nose.

Our first thought, boogers.  They have both been sporting runny noses.  Remedy, boogie wipes.  He kept sticking his finger up there saying there was more.  After several attempts at blowing his nose, I finally took a flashlight and tilted his head back.  Yes, you have probably guessed where this was going, my industrious son stuck a popcorn kernal way up his nose!

I started yelling at him" did you stick popcorn up there?!" and he started crying and saying sorry.  I am yelling at Patrick, Patrick is yelling at me... you get the picture.

Well all I can say is, thank goodness for google and ipads.  You see, not only is this not the first time its happened to a kid before but other moms out there have blogged about it.  So just in case this happens to you...

1. Pinch the other nostril.
2. Open his mouth and blow strong and hard into his mouth.

I swear that popcorn kernal came barreling out at 50 miles an hour.

 

I love my little boy, but I tell you, if he does not constantly remind me that God is saying, no more kids for you....

 

To our credit, we successfully removed all foreign bodies from this little boy so he is good to go for 2013!

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