Aside from getting a candy wrapper stuck up my nose, like most kids I amassed quite a few injuries during my second year, most notably: I fell against toy stove and blackened my eye, and I also fell against the toilet and cut the back of head. Evidently, I wasn't all that steady on my feet.
Here I am driving one of my favorite cars. I wish I still had it today. It would be worth about $12,000.00
Wednesday, June 12, 2013
Monday, June 3, 2013
Nose Candy
My mother tells me that some time during my second year of life I began to emit a rather strong, putrid, and sustained odor. She recalled checking my training pants multiple times, but evidently that wasn't the problem (I had been potty trained by then). The cause of the smell puzzled her for several days until she noticed my perpetual runny nose and recalled the story of her friend whose toddler had similar symptoms, only to later discover that he had a sprouting bean stuck up his nose.
So, with that suspicion in mind, my mom and dad inspected my nostrils using a flashlight and tweezers and pulled out what looked to be the decomposed remains of a black cardboard base that was part of an Almond Joy wrapper. Evidently, I was so enamored with the coconut-chocolate scent of the cardboard that I determined to embed it deep up my nose for my permanent pleasure. I hadn't figured that the sweet scent would soon turn to putrescence. .
Here is 2-year-old me on a better day.
So, with that suspicion in mind, my mom and dad inspected my nostrils using a flashlight and tweezers and pulled out what looked to be the decomposed remains of a black cardboard base that was part of an Almond Joy wrapper. Evidently, I was so enamored with the coconut-chocolate scent of the cardboard that I determined to embed it deep up my nose for my permanent pleasure. I hadn't figured that the sweet scent would soon turn to putrescence. .
Here is 2-year-old me on a better day.
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