Because we said “no”!!
I was just sitting down to the computer this morning to write a quick post (about what, I don’t remember now!) when the phone rang. It was the substitute school nurse from Aiden’s school, informing me that Aiden “thought it would be a good idea to put a rock in his ear.” The nurse tried to get it out, but couldn’t, and didn’t want to make things worse, so asked that I come pick him up.
I laughed a little bit, but was also very worried. I called a friend to take Dallin and Parker, called the pediatrician’s office to see if I should go in there or just go to the ER (deciding on the ER), called Ches and left a message on his cell phone, got the diaper bag together, made sure I had Aiden’s insurance card, grabbed Aiden’s baby blanket and a lion for comfort in the ER, realized that my cell phone was dead, so plugged it into the wall, found Dallin’s Blanket and milk cup, and we were finally out the door.
I walked into the school office, and Aiden was fine. He had actually gotten the rock out himself just before I got there. And when I say “rock”, I mean “little speck of something that resembles a very small pebble”. Seriously. Look at this and tell me if YOU would call it a rock:
By the way, I put it next to a pencil so you could really see the size of the “rock”
So Aiden got to stay at school and everything is fine. Thankfully we didn’t have to make the trip to the ER (meaning thankfully we didn’t have to spend the money!!). And Parker didn’t have to be with someone else, crying like he’s going to die any second, for too long.
It’s really quite funny now. Especially since when I asked Aiden why he put a rock in his ear (which he has never done before! He’s never put anything in his ears or up his nose… nothing!!) he replied that he wanted to come home. Crazy little nut!