Ok so a few interesting things to pass along! :) First of all, Adam and I celebrated 6 years of marriage yesterday! Woo hoo for us! We went computer shopping and out to dinner. With the kids, of course. But it was a great day.

Saturday we went grocery shopping. We've been doing a bulk of our shopping at Aldi and then picking up the remaining items at Wal-Mart...using coupons! :) I love saving money on groceries. :) We usually order Angel Food as well, but we've held off since I'm not sure when we'll be moving and I don't want to have to suddenly start eating everything in our freezers.

Friday night. About that. :) Adam came home from work and I ran down to Once Upon a Child. I've been trying to buy clothes for the winter for the boys throughout the past few weeks so when it gets cold later this year, I'm already ahead of the game! :) I come home from shopping and Zander says, "Mommy, I have a booger." He usually doesn't tell me about them, so I laid him down and looked up his nose. It wasn't a booger. It was a bean. Yep, my two year old shoved a bean up his nose. I know. This has either happened at your household or you know someone who has dealt with it. Me, too. So it's decided that I'll take him to the ER as my attempts to get it out are futile. We go. I take a bag full of things to do in case we are there for hours (it's a big military hospital and it was a Friday night...it could have taken forever!). Less than an hour after we get there, we're walking out....bean free from nose. Heres how:

The nurse takes us back and asks Zander about his bean. He says, "I put a bean in my nose!!" and she said, "You did?! Why did you do that! :)" and he said, "I do it!!" ......sigh. :) She says "Ok, Mom, we're going to try a trick. Lay him down on the table (he starts crying), it's ok if he crys, the snot will help loosen the bean. Speaking of, you might get snot on you (That's ok, I reply, that's not even the worst thing I've had on me today). Close the nostril that isn't blocked, cover his mouth with your mouth, and blow into his mouth.

I follow the directions.

Cover his unblocked nostril. Check.

Cover my mouth with his. Check.

Blow. Check.

The bean fly outs of his nose, hits me on the cheek, and rolls onto the table.

That, my dears, is what they call the Parental Kiss.

And it is, hands down, the coolest parenting trick I have learned.