Got boog?

After a good full week at daycare, 6 month immunizations, and camping Lyla managed to pick up her first good head cold. So far it has concentrated itself into the nose and sinuses and hasn’t migrated to a yucky chest cough (knock on wood). Either way, this kid is chock full of yucky boogers. Because there is no way in heaven or hades that I was going to use one of these things

I decided that I would go with what my neighbor is using, which is a battery operated nasal aspirator.

This does make things slightly easier on the vomit reflex even though you can plainly see the gross boogers being collected in that handy little clear plastic catch bulb. What’s not easier is using it. She HATES it. I can’t say as I blame her being that I am essentially sticking a vacuum up her nose but she leaves me with no choice seeing as how she is too little to comprehend “blow” when I have a tissue up to her face. The red faced screaming, crying, wiggling, flailing, fish out of water act that goes on is horrendous. She now has some sort of PTSD about being on the couch on her back because that’s how I cornered her face to get at her through the thrashing.

What is somewhat comical is that Graco thinks that by putting some little lullaby ditties in the handle of this device that it will instantly soothe the child and they will be all “Oh. This isn’t so bad. It’s got tunes. I have completely forgotten about the booger eating monster inside that torture device.”

Nice try, Graco.