...with a foam rubber alphabet letter????
Our weekend was pretty uneventful, unless you count taking the Gavinator to the emergency room Thursday night because he stuck a foam rubber alphabet letter up his nose. IN THE MIDDLE OF MY GIRLS' NIGHT OUT. With this foxy lady, who, sadly, is no longer blogging, but you can read back through her old pages here and cry in your beer because a) she's no longer blogging, and b) you are green with envy that THIS GUY got to have drinks with her. I'll wait.
So in the midst of dinner, The Hubs calls to say, "Yeah, you may want to come home. Gavin stuck an alphabet letter up his nose and we need to take him to the ER." Suffice it to say, dinner was officially over, I high-tailed it home, and we took him to the ER closest to our casa, where as soon as the doc stuck the long sharp tweezer up Gavie's nose, he succeeded in pinching the inside of it, causing it to bleed, and insuring that nothing was coming out of said nose that night. Instead, he said we may want to try Children's Mercy Hospital the following day, where they wrapped him up like a papoose and successfully removed this:
Not the dime, just the green thing. When I asked if they did that very often, they immediately said, "Oh, YEAH - we just removed popcorn kernels from someone's ear." I was somewhat reassured. When I was relaying this story to my co-worker, she helpfully reminded me of the time I found a Cheezit in the crack of Simon's arse when I went to change his diaper. What the hell is it with my boys sticking things where they don't belong? I don't know if Simon was trying to swipe a credit card or what, but who sticks a frigging Cheezit in their ass????? Those things have sharp corners!!!
Aside from our ER visit, the rest of the weekend was pretty quiet.
Except for maybe when I dropped a dresser drawer on the top of my foot whilst taking it out to the garage because SOMEONE broke it.
I won't name any names, but their initials start with SIMON AND GAVIN. Little jerks. This is the second drawer they've broken, luckily from the same dresser. Which is an antique, by the way.
I maaaay have cussed a blue streak when it happened, which, incidentally, is pretty much what the top of my foot looks like now. Lovely. Hope your weekend went better! By the way, this post was brought to you by the middle of the letter "O."
Sweater: Old Navy
Skirt: French Connection, thrifted
Shoes: Steve Madden
Necklace: Charming Charlie's