Yea, so that happened...
Wednesday, I worked late came home around 8:45. We’re just hanging out getting ready to start our bedtime routine. Just when I decided I was going to get off the couch and get the kids ready for bed I noticed my son kept trying to blow his nose. There is only one thing about that - he can’t blow his nose just yet. He keeps taking my finger and touching his nose with it and trying to stick it up his nose. I got nails so I can’t put my fingers up his nose. I eventually tell him that he doesn’t have anything up his nose... pause... grab my phone turn on the flash light then look into his nose. There is something in there and I respond with a “Oh my god!’ That lets my husband know that we are not in for an easy night. He responds “What?” I tell him he stuck something up his nose. My husband then takes a look, I instantly go looking for needle nose pliers and the hubs says get the tweezers. I find my tweezers and give them to the hubs and he tries to get this small piece out of his nose.