Let's play a little word association game.
What do these things have in common?
Well, the paper and fabric are items that have recently been removed by an Ear, Nose, and Throat doctor.... not once, but twice... from Lily Bird's nose.
Yes, my daughter has discovered her nose.
Or rather, the holes in her nose.
And like a little chipmunk filling his cheeks with seeds, she is stuffing her nose with tiny little things.
I can't help but think of those disaster supply kits that we're all supposed to have at the ready in case of an emergency. While most of us would probably store our materials in a box or tote bag, evidently, the Bird thinks her nose is a handier spot.
I must admit, in the case of emergency, odds are very good I won't be leaving the house without my nose.
But the problem with using your nose for storage?
After a couple of days, one begins to emit a certain... ahem... odor.
Kind of a cross between a sicky-sweet stink.
I like to call it, Eau de Rot.
When I start to catch a whiff of that particular fragrance, I know without a doubt that Lily has something stuck up her nose.
Unfortunately, both times, the objects have been too far up Lily's nose for Ryan or I to remove ourselves.
But I've watched the ENT pretty dog-gone closely at these past two visits and I'm fairly certain that I could do the procedure now.
So I am hereby issuing fair warning:
Lily Bird, if you stick something up your nose yet again, I'm coming for you, girl.
And there won't be any lollipops when it's over, young lady.