Today

So my day went something like this: 

1. I did a bunch of cleaning and errands.
2. I made lunch and perfectly timed everything to finish for Maya's nap. 
3. Maya went down for a nap demurely enough.
4. Half an hour later I hear Maya crying and screaming in her room.
5. I run in to see that she has a bloody nose. Through her tears she tells me "Tissue. Nose." I take this to mean that she has taken a tiny piece of tissue, balled it up, and stuffed it so far up her nose that it is past the point of no return. She then gave herself a bloody nose trying to get it out. (I know all of this because she performed the same stunt a few days ago--sans bloody nose--and I only found out about about it because she sneezed and along with a string of snot came a little ball of kleenex. I thought the scolding I gave her was enough to dissuade her from such unsavory and unsafe habits. (Ok, back up, she actually stuffed a tissue up her nose last week, and I laughed and took a picture. But, it got a lot less cute when she started using smaller pieces and began pushing them further in.)
6. I called my pediatrician brother to see if I needed to take her in. 
7. He said no.
8. Bless him.
9. While talking to my brother, Maya started balling up another tissue to insert into her nasal cavity.
10. His wife asked me why she was doing that.
11. 
12. Naptime, therefore, did not happen at our house.
13. We went over for a playdate at 4:00 which was a blessed relief.
14. Two minutes before leaving our friend's house, Maya had a full-blown meltdown with flailing limbs and everything.
15. We came home, ate dinner, and Maya was in bed at 6:50.
16. I am now eating chocolate chip cookies while blog stalking my friends. 
17. Yep. It's definitely been one of those days.