Hi folks, we all enjoy amusing anecdotes. So here's a true to life one. Names have not been changed to protect the guilty. I contacted a couple of magazines, in attempts to publish this story. No takers, but I decided to put it here for all to enjoy.

A little background. I'm a military wife. Husband currently in Korea. Mother of two very active boys (why I don't know.) Boys are 8, and 4.

It's Monday evening. I make a dinner of chicken, noodles, and veggies. Not particularly exciting, but nutritious and well balanced. The four year old, decides, he's not going to eat the chicken, he wants steak. I politely tell him he can eat chicken or be hungry. (Well, maybe it wasn't polite, but he understood...no steak.)

So, after 20-25 minutes, Mom and older son have finished. Four year old has NOT touched his meat. Still insists he's getting steak. OK, so we clear away our dishes. Leave younger son at table, looking at plate with chicken still on it.

Eight year old and I have dessert. Well, now this is serious. They're getting cupcakes, and he has chicken still on his plate. Decides to be bold and ask for dessert. Mom says "Sure, as soon as the chicken is gone from your plate." Four year old decides, hmmmm...maybe I can get brother to eat it for me. No way, brother would rather eat cupcakes.

Mom goes into the computer room and decides to attempt again to get something accomplished. Four year old decides that he will eat, IF somebody sits at the table to keep him company. OK, Mom is NOT leaving the computer room. She is currently cursing her mail program. So, she asks eight year old to keep younger brother company. Eight year old grumbles about it. Mom promises him another cupcake when four year old finishes dinner. OK, I guess.

So, eight year old is at the table, encouraging four year old to eat. Four year old really does NOT want to eat the chicken. He'd much rather play with these little old pony beads on this bookmark. OK, they aren't big, they're about 1 cm. He's got three nice sparkly ones.

Well, eight year old is having NONE of this. Not only is this wasting his time, but if he keeps playing and doesn't eat, he'll not get that extra cupcake Mom promised him. So, eight year old decides to confiscate the beads. He gets two out of three. Four year old in a desperate attempt to keep the third one, shoves it UP HIS NOSE!

Next thing Mom hears is "Mom, James has a bead stuck up his nose!"

Mom knows she cannot hear what she thinks she just heard, so in an attempt to get clarification, screams "WHAT?"

"Mom, James has a bead stuck up his nose!" again from the eight year old.

OK, this requires investigation. Mom leaves the computer room, mail program still running in the background. Goes out to the dining room. Four year old is hunched over on his chair. Eyes are just barely above the level of the table and has his hands over his nose. He seems to be fine, surely this is just some stupid joke.

"OK, young man let me see your nose!" I say.

Leans his head back, hmmm...looks like something is there. But, can't really tell.

"Come with me to the living room. Lie down on my lap." I instruct.

I look up his nose, yep...it shouldn't sparkle like that.

"Stay here." I say.

I walk into the computer room, and bring back a very special set of tweezers, bent tips, and very long. He looks at them, and screams and runs in the opposite direction. I drag him back to the couch.

"Hold still." I say.

I attempt to gently remove the bead. Nothing doing that thing is wedged up there. He's not holding still, and he's screaming. OK, this requires professional assistance. Not wanting to deal with two bouncy kids in the emergency room, I decide I need someone to watch the first one. OK, it's 7:00 PM now, what can I do. I make several phone calls. At 9:00 PM, I've got someone at the house. And, the older one is already in bed asleep, well that's a relief.


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