So yesterday, we journey to the ENT to have the left tube dug out of his ear...where it was apparently just rolling around in there. My son kept telling me he had a ball in his ear...really?
Why we couldn't turn him upside down and let it just fall out is beyond my comprehension.
Just kidding...sorta.
Sitting in the waiting room...dealing with the weird kid that wouldn't leave my child alone...and guess who walks in?
Well, if you read the title you'd know.
Santa...and Mrs Clause!
Apparently Santa had an ENT type emergency and had to stop by, in full regalia.
The most awesome part...he kept up the guise the whole time.
Santa's hearing aid may have flipped out...or a kid may have stuck a candy cane up his nose...I have no idea.
But they played along with the kids in the waiting room.
And that was just freaking awesome.
Of course it really didn't make up for the screaming fit that was thrown by my very own Toddler when the tube was literally plucked out of his ear...but that is a whole other story.
About Me
- Seriously....Me.
- Married to GI Joe, and the Mother to GI Joe Jr (whom is currently addicted to the Wonderful World of Superheroes), I'm a WV Hillbilly plunked down in a subdivision. I have a backyard garden, crazy neighbors, and a goofy dog that we love on Tuesdays. We love to travel and explore new things, so feel free to browse our life. Sometimes it is exciting, most of the time it is just life. But we are having a good time at it.
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