One of Olivia's favorite weekend activities is to brew coffee with dad in the morning (this is the first thing she has to do when she gets up in the morning, even before she goes to see mom). She gets to stand on the counter, smell the coffee beans and press the button on the bean grinder. All while giggling like a little school girl.
Cleaning out the coffee pot:
Smelling the coffee beans:
Opening the hatch:
Grinding the beans:
Showing Dad where the beans go:
Happy little girl:
About three weeks ago Olivia got a hold of the coffee bag and ran right out of dads reach. Dad made the mistake to say "don't worry, she hasn't put on one her nose yet". What was the next thing Olivia did? Push a bean up her nose. Scott and I played operation that night. We looked up her nose with a flashlight, tried to suck the bean out, listened to her breathing. Nothing. We figured maybe she didn't actually put the bean up there and if she did, it would make its way out eventually.
Keep in mind, the apple doesn't fall far from the tree. When I was little I stuck a piece of macaroni up my nose and Grandma stuffed a bean up her nose and left it there long enough to sprout!
Anyway, back to Olivia's story. Three weeks after the "Coffee Nose" incident I was out having lunch with my mom and her friend, Cherie. We had the restaurant to ourselves. Olivia, of course, took over the restaurant by running around and screaming "chase me Cherie". Before we knew it Liv ran into a table as she was looking back at Cherie. That's all it took, one hard cry and out came the coffee bean. I actually didn't see it. My mom walked over, picked it off Olivia's shirt and flicked it on the floor. As soon as I saw it I knew immediately what it was, the coffee bean! Olivia was right, she did have coffee in her nose.
Lesson learned for mom and dad - don't mention things around Olivia that you don't want her to do.
This is hilarious! I love the story - thanks for posting!
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