Anyways.... it was supposed to be in the mid 30's and calm so it sounded like a good day to go to the barn. Before heading out I was in the kitchen finishing up some dishes when my husband called down saying that my daughter wanted some popcorn that I had left on my computer desk and could she have some? I said sure since he was right beside her. About ten minutes later he called down and asked me to come upstairs. When I got upstairs my husband relayed to me that he thought our daughter may have shoved some popcorn up her nose. Okay... what makes you think that? She looked at my husband and said "Daddy, stuck" with her finger nearly up to the second knuckle in her nose. Alright. I ran back downstairs, got the flashlight, go back upstairs and looked in her nose. Sure enough, way up in there is an un-popped popcorn kernel. *sigh* There is no way that I can get this thing out myself. Obviously, I'm not going to make it to the barn today. Luckily, our doctor's office has walk-in office hours on Saturday and Sunday in the mornings so I didn't have to take her to the emergency room. Another lucky thing is that the doctor was able to get the kernel out on the first try with some long tweezers. I don't think she would have given him another shot to get it out. After the kernel was free of her nose she said "that feels better!"
Kids, I swear!