Conference Saturday's Peanut

We usually watch Conference at Peter's family's house. Probably because we don't have to buy the snacks. Ha, Ha just kidding...kind of. So tonight while the guys were at Priesthood session us girls and Alex (because Peter wouldn't take Alex with him) decided to rent a movie (Ghost Town)to watch while they were gone. HA! HA! That makes me laugh because there was no watching done by me.

This is how that two hour block went for me. For the first 20 minutes of the movie Melynn had a little plastic dinosaur that for some reason we all had to kiss...30 times each. Then Alex woke up from his nap really cranky (he didn't sleep long enough), fussy and crying, so I took him out of the room to see if I could get him to go back to sleep. Ten minutes into that I hear Julie (my Mother-in-law) knock on the door to come get the tweezers, because Melynn (YOU SHOULDN'T BE SURPRISED BY THIS) put a peanut up her nose. So there we were sitting on the bathroom floor, me trying to hold Melly still and Julie first trying to teach Melynn to blow the peanut free and then trying to dislodge it with a pair of tweezers.

After five minutes Julie asked me to try, but my panic meter was already though the roof. I decided that I was just going to take her to the ER to extract the peanut and pick up Peter on my way. So Melynn, Becca (sister-in-law) and I were in the car on our way. Becca was there to keep Melynn from putting her finger in her nose pushing it up further. Becca did wonderfully distracting Melly. All the way to pick up Peter I could hear Melynn in the back seat trying to blow the peanut out.

I picked up Peter from priesthood session, but couldn't find Melynn's insurance paper, so PETER decided to see if he could get it out with the tweezers. So we went back to Peter's parents house. Peter took one look at the tweezers and said "this isn't going to work" so he sent Becca to find something more suitable for extracting the peanut. While waiting for that we were still trying to get Melynn to blow it out on her own. At one point it almost came out, but she accidentally pushed it back in. But with continued encouragement from everyone she finally was able to blow it out on her own...right onto Daddy's leg. It came with a little added slime. Peter has a spot on his pants to prove it. And I was finally able to stop freaking out.

That's how my priesthood session went. I hope next time it goes better. And the moral of this story is that peanuts and my 2 year old daughter DO NOT MIX.

On a final note. I fully blame this panic mode on my Mom. I got the gene from her after all.