That is my daughter! The boys never caused me any problems they didn't touch things they weren't supposed to and they certainly didn't try to eat liquigel laundry tablets (see a previous post). DD has to be different not for her the easy foray into childhood with the occasional head bump and the sometimes sickness that makes Linda Blair in the exorcist look tame oh no.
A couple of weeks ago we went shopping, nothing fancy your normal everyday Tesco's run for grocery's. DD#1 was at school but I had DS#2 and DD with me. Even though I tell myself at the end of every shopping trip I will not fall for the "Me want walk, me hole trolley me goog girl" routine I still do give her a chance. So neither child was in a seat in the trolley and both behaved amazingly well during the shop they only ran off about ten times each and only cried because I refused to buy them breakfast sweets (Coco "lets fill them full of crap in the morning" rocks) of course the MIL lets them have it so I get a chorus "But grandma gives it to us wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh".
We got to the till and it was the last till in the line furthest from the exit and empty so I thought this is good they can only run off in one direction!
At the end of the till was a photo booth, my kids are fascinated with these as they "talk" to you so both kids ran into it to press buttons. Awful parenting I suppose but I thought at least they would be within sight and not able to break anything so I left them to it. Half way through the scanning of my trolley and with a queue of 2 people now behind me DD let out the most awful scream! Somehow she had managed to get her arm stuck behind a bar in the photo booth (like a bar in a disabled toilet). Her arm was bent so her elbow joint was below the bar and her hand and shoulder above it.
Of course major kerfuffle trying to free her arm without killing her or more realistically dislocating her shoulder and an out of action till as I could not pay with her in this position. We had a gaggle of about 6 staff around us I imagine I was the colour of a tomato and eventually one lady sent a lad off for a bottle of washing up liquid and sweets. The washing up liquid did the trick and set her loose and the sweets certainly stopped the screaming! I now avoid that till as I have a sneaking suspicion that DD would do it again on purpose to get some free sweets! (yes they got sweets for DS#2 as well).
If that isn't enough do you have any idea how to get a bead out of a small child's nose? No? I do now after today. Both DS's were at school and I was quite happily sitting with DD doing some crafting when she decided to see how far her necklace would stretch. Of course ping the elastic breaks and beads fly everywhere, I am quite used to this and have a lovely cup full of beads which I plan to use in some fashion eventually lol. Whilst I am scurrying around picking them all up DD has a brainwave of seeing if she can put a bead up her nose! Oh and she could but the scream that accompanied the pushing of the bead prevented her from doing matching beaded nostrils! I rang the doctors to see if there was anything I could do and got told no A&E is your only option so off I rush on the speaker phone whilst driving telling the schools I am coming to get the boys early (again) as I have to take DD to A&E (again) but no it isn't a possible dislocated shoulder it is a bead up the nose this time and in the process awarding myself worse mother of the year award!
Eventually after a half hour drive and a fifteen minute wait for a parking space I get into A&E. We are only there 5 minutes before the nurse calls us and asks what happened and after explaining she tells me an easy trick which may work that I can do to dislodge it.
"It has to be me that does it?" I ask a little suspicious of what may happen when I follow these directions
"Yes it is best if it is Mum or Dad the child is happier with that"
Ok so I follow the instructions and gather DD onto my lap,
put my finger over the un-beaded nostril
and blow a short hard breath into my daughters mouth
My suspicions are confirmed when I end up struck in the cheek by a flying bead and then covered in blood and snot lovely!
But at least I know now for the next time how to remove a bead from a small child's nose lol it doesn't work on soft things like raisins though so no raisins for DD until she is 18 and that's final!
Oh and I have decided to accept that I am an eclectic blogger and embrace my stop and start method of blogging 
