Looks so peaceful here, eh?

   
I have been letting Elliot play with a box of buttons for a few months now.  He loves them really, more than any of his toys.  I started off watching him like a hawk, but as things went on, I loosened up a bit.  This morning he wasn't playing with them, but he found one that had been left on the floor and stuck it up his nose.  When he told me about it, I couldn't see it at all, so either he shoved it up there right away, or he had done it earlier, and it was bugging him.  Anyway, a few hours later he was messing with his nose again, and his was story was staying pretty consistent (button in my nose, touching right nostril) so after calling our pediatrician we headed off to the hospital along with our neighbor boy who I am watching while his Mom has a baby.  A few hours later, after nearly dismantling the waiting area, we had a special consult with an ENT who tried to remove it with very long forceps, but eventually pushed it down into his mouth where it was presumably swallowed.  He was brightened with a popsicle. Mommy, not so easily.  Ugh, this kid is gonna give me a heart attack.

Don't give your kids buttons.

(By the way, the 1st trip to the ER was last Thanksgiving when he ran full speed into a doorjam and had a hemotoma on his forehead- very scary, and technically he went one other time, but at four weeks old, it was hardly his fault.)