Well if that last post cracked you up...

get a load of this one.

You know I mentioned that Little m was on the mend, but well, I fudged a little. She is better, but she still has a yucky runny nose. Now I hate reading blogs that talk about sickness, but bear with me, there is a little funny at the end.

Little m is over blowing her nose. I mean after a week of me hitting her up with "one more time, good girl" she's just over it. Yet she still needs to blow it. Trust me she does.

Today I got the brilliant idea to use the boogie-getter. You know that bulb syringe they pass out at the hospital and make you sign a legally binding contract that you will keep it near the baby at all times should choking ensue. Well around our house we affectionately call it the boogie getter. It stays in the same container with all the dosing cups and what have you. And I just thought it would be perfect.

I mean one or two little suctions and boom, she'd be snot free for at least half an hour, right?

So I grab it up, sit down on the floor by her and proceed to use it...twice. She stands still for one or two seconds and then completely freaks. She starts crying (completely defeating the purpose of blowing her nose) and grabs on to me in a bear hug. Apparently it scared her. I never thought of that! I thought she would take a deep clean breath and want to try using the boogie getter herself. She's such an independent "I Do IT!" personality. But this thing truly freaked her out.

She has calmed down now. And is peacefully eating her chicken nuggets and drinking her milk. With just the slightest bit of snot running down her nose. Excuse me while I go get the tissues...