If it oozes, kill it...
You know, one of the things I look forward to Kailyn learning the most is how to blow her own nose. Or wipe her own nose. Basically, anything she can learn to handle about her own nose herself would be a plus. That way, 'dad' wouldn't have to be the one who had the unappetizing job of wiping the gunk off her face that oozes out. Nasty, don't-read-this-blog-while-you're-eating sort of stuff...
So, how does a 2 year old actually get rid of the gunk in their nose you ask? FYI, they make this "great" invention called a bulb syringe, that you literally stick up in their nose and suck the gunk out. File that invention under 101 gross things I could live without having to use (or know about)...ever.
Now that you're grossed out, be thankful that you've only had to read about it. Unless, that is, you're also a parent who wasn't warned about that sort of thing before you decided to have kids...
In other, less 'germy' news, hooked up with J-mo, Eric, and his fam up at Emiron for the last part of the Fender-thingy going on up there. Got to hear some really good music...so good that I sat in my chair thinking feeling like a toddler with a toy guitar (Set me=humbled). I bugged out while everyone was seeeking autographs and came back home.
KEY PHRASES (heard from the musicians onstage last night): "Sometimes, you're playing one thing when people in your band are playing something else." (Hmm...deja vu). "I hit puberty, and I had to rock."
So, how does a 2 year old actually get rid of the gunk in their nose you ask? FYI, they make this "great" invention called a bulb syringe, that you literally stick up in their nose and suck the gunk out. File that invention under 101 gross things I could live without having to use (or know about)...ever.
Now that you're grossed out, be thankful that you've only had to read about it. Unless, that is, you're also a parent who wasn't warned about that sort of thing before you decided to have kids...
In other, less 'germy' news, hooked up with J-mo, Eric, and his fam up at Emiron for the last part of the Fender-thingy going on up there. Got to hear some really good music...so good that I sat in my chair thinking feeling like a toddler with a toy guitar (Set me=humbled). I bugged out while everyone was seeeking autographs and came back home.
KEY PHRASES (heard from the musicians onstage last night): "Sometimes, you're playing one thing when people in your band are playing something else." (Hmm...deja vu). "I hit puberty, and I had to rock."
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