um, mom it's kinda brown...

we headed to san francisco this weekend to celebrate our friend's daughter's first birthday.  it was a beautiful day.  they had her party a crissy field, which is right by the golden gate bridge... really cool park. miles had a blast scootering and throwing stones into the ocean.  the weather was perfect, a little windy, but not too cold.  miles enjoyed swimming in the indoor pool at the hotel and maisy, well i don't think maisy enjoyed anything.  she just yelled and cried most of the time.  she is definitely not the little traveller miles was and still is.  we'll just have to keep working on it.  on sunday we slept in and went swimming.  we then packed up and headed out.  i wanted to go to a scrapbook store in berkeley, but only if i could have an hour to myself to look around and shop. david had no problem with that, he knew a park he could take the kids to. so he dropped me off at scrapbook territory and i was free to take my time and enjoy a kid free hour or so.  this place is pretty big and has lots of paper and stamps.  they are very big into stamping.  but i still got some fun stuff, paper i hadn't seen before and other goodies.  then i got to hang around on 4th street in berkeley, cool little street with all kinds of fun little shops.  we were going to grab a bite to eat there, but of course our little miss was cranky, so we decided to hit the road and grab some food along the way.  here's where MY favorite part of the story happens.  we stopped at the kfc in atascadero because miles had to go potty.  he comes out and his nose is just running like crazy (he's had x-rays of his sinus' and is on mega doses of augmentin) so i have him blow his nose really good.  he give three big blows, when he was done i said "i know this is gross miles, but look in your tissue and tell me what color it is?" i did this because i want to know if he is getting better... clear boogies good, yellow boogies bad.  he looks and says to me, "um, mom, it's kinda brown."  now i look in the tissue and i see what i assume to be the biggest booger i have ever seen.  being intrigued by the size, i take a closer look... i yell "miles that's not a booger, that's a corn kernel!"  here is the conversation that took place next...

me: miles did you put a corn kernel up your nose?

miles: uh huh

me: when did you put the corn up your nose?

miles: at grammy's house

me: at grammy's house, are you sure?

miles: yup!

me: miles, we haven't been to grammy's house since christmas.

miles: well that's when i put it up there. 

me: are you sure? you are telling me the truth?

miles: yup!

so i decide to dissect the corn kernel and i must say it does look like it could have been up his nose since january, (i won't go into details). of course david and i gave him the whole "you NEVER put anything up your nose speech" and miles said h

e was sorry, but it was all i could think about the rest of the ride home. after the kids went to bed i googled, exactly these words, corn kernel up nose and this was one of the sites it brought me to CLICK HERE  i read this whole story and thought to myself this is our story, miles has been through all the same thi

ngs the little boy in this story has been through.  i e-mailed the author of the blog to see what happened, did they finally find something up her son's nose.  she e-mailed me back and said they never found anything, she thinks he just suffers from bad sinus'.  i am interested in seeing, now that miles doesn't have corn up his nose if all of his sinus problems go away... i'll keep you all updated. 

so all in all we had a good trip and yes, the corn kernel is in a dated plastic bag.