We wrapped our Saturday of hunting with a different kind of hunt altogether...
You may recall Johnathan's
recent penchant for putting things in his nose. So when he wimpered to us after his nap that there was a nut in his nose, we took him seriously. Turns out it was a pinto bean. And it was
way up there. So far, in fact, that the doctors in the ER didn't even think they could reach it. Johnathan's report when he returned with Daddy at 8:00 that evening was that he saw: "Two doctors and a nurse. But they didn't have tools. I gonna go to a doctor who has tools."
So after a sunrise service, church breakfast, and the main church service on Sunday, Daddy and Johnathan went back to town to visit the doctor with tools (an ENT specialist). The doctor used his (as Johnathan put it) "little tiny tools" to extricate the bean (which had swollen to twice its dried size).
An ice cream man, a bean... We hope that the bean episode closes this chapter of Johnathan's fascination with all things nostrilly (I'm sure that's not a real word). Time will tell!