This morning Josh was playing with some Magnetix that he borrowed from his Aunt Jen. After a while he laughs and says "Mom, guess what? A magnet ball just rolled up my sleeve!"
"At least it didn't roll up your nose" I replied.
"Why not? That would be funny."
"No Josh, that would NOT be funny."
"Why?" he asks with a puzzled look on his face. Really? Why? Whatever, I decide to play along and answer.
"Because I would have to take you to the hospital to get it out and it would really hurt. You don't want to have to go to the hospital do you?"
"No." A moment of silence then, "Could I still breath through my nose?"
"Probably through the other side" I reluctantly answer.
"That's good right? How would they get it out?"
"I don't know for sure but they'd probably have to use tweezers." All these questions have made me anxious and so I want to make sure he's not thinking about trying it. "You're not thinking about trying it, are you? Because that's just stupid."
"No, you're not suppose to put them up your nose."
Relieved I start walking away when he adds "Only fingers go up your nose, right mom?" *sigh*
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