Cheerios

Last Friday about 8:30 am I got a call from Gwen:

Gwen:  I just wanted to tell you what I just did.
Me:     (Oh, no!  What did she break?)  What happened?
Gwen:  I just pulled Cheerios out of Isaac’s nose.
Me (laughing):  Are you serious?  Wait, Cheerios?  How many did he have up there?
Gwen:  One in each side.  I had to use a flashlight.  Weren’t you just saying this was going to happen?
Me:     Yeah, I said he would be the one that would end up in the emergency room with peas shoved up his nose so far you couldn’t get them out.

That was probably 4 weeks earlier, when Isaac started putting everything that from toy lizard tails to forks to fingers (of course) up his nose.  Luckily, no trip to the ER was required this time.