Mason has a pretty bad cold. His nose is a continuous faucet of clear snot. At nap time yesterday I made him lay down on the floor in his room while I aspirated his nose. I got SO much gunk out but it was horrible. He screamed. He cried. He held his breath for what seemed like an eternity. Then he told Tayler that he doesn't like Mommy. I felt terrible and decided it would be better to just let his nose be nasty than to not be liked by my own kid.
So bed time rolled around. I had already made the decision that we would not aspirate. But then Tayler brought the aspirator into Mason's room while we were all talking in bed. Mason said "NO Daddy, NO nose thing!" So Tayler aspirated all the stuffed animals's noses. Then he used the aspirator to tickle Mason all over the face and arms and neck. And a few times inside his nose. Mason was hysterically laughing the whole time. And his nose got aspirated and he didn't even know it.
I could use a few lessons from Daddy.
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