Beans & Tweezers

Well, it was a fun night! The guys from our church are on a men's retreat and I asked the gals from our small group to bring their kids over and hang out. We had excellent nachos while we talked and all the kids played. Good times...really good times. Here's how Brooklyn looked at the table....
I can hear your sneers...that's not a messy baby. Where are the spaghetti stains, the oatmeal rubbed in the hair...we've all seen her messier than this. What's all the fuss?

Well, the smudges on her face are from an absolute favorite food...black beans. This girl LOVES the beans! This girl may never, ever eat beans again in her entire life!

So, tonight she is poking them in her mouth as fast as possible. My friends and I are having a wonderful conversation...but we sort of all looked over at Brooklyn at the same time and noticed something looked strange. As we stared at her, B started laughing and a bean shot out her nose!!! AHHHHH!!!!!! Three children...three...and I've never had one poke beans in their nose! Well, the bean that shot out wasn't really the problem...it was the one still in!

So, I'm off to the bathroom to get tweezers. Everyone was joking about me not getting to eat because I kept having to get up to get something for my children. "Mommy, I need a fork/You forgot to get me milk/Where's a napkin/Can you surgically remove a bean from my nose please"!!!

Remarkably, she sat completely still for the legume extraction...but I'm still not sure I got the whole thing out! I mean, this bean was cooked...not at all hard. Those things smush. So, maybe she'll still be blowing bean chunks out her nose tomorrow...or next week. Well, at least that is one more talent I could list on a future resume. I can remove objects from the nose of a small child. Helpful. I think that question is reserved for the non-existent interview to claim the job-title "MOM"!