You put WHAT in your nose??

Let me just start by saying that Mason is FINE, no medical attention was necessary, and he didn't do any harm, except to my nerves.  Some how this was my fault, but as a Mom, isn't everything our fault??

There we were, just a normal weekday morning, hanging out ready to get the day started.  I had just finished changing Cooper's diaper and Mason helped me out by putting the box of wipes back... or so I thought.  32 seconds later, 30 of which I dared to take my eyes off of them, and disaster struck.  Every wipe was out of the box.  I'm cheap, and don't want to waste them so I proceed to fold them back up, one by one, and put them back in the box for future use.  I then jumped on the computer to check what homework I had for the day.  There was my mistake.  Really, I should have learned the first time when they dumped out the box of wipes.  All of the sudden I hear a noise that can only be described as a "dry snot rocket" sound.  I am a girl in a sea of gross boys and men... unfortunately, I know what a snot rocket is... Anyway, I ask Mason if he is ok and this was our conversation with him being suspiciously nasally sounding...

Mason: "I got something in my nose"
Me: You have boogies and need a tissue?"
Mason: "Nooooo, I have something in my nose!!"
Me: Well, what is it?
Mason : A wiper
Me: A what??
Mason: A WIPER!!
Me: What the heck is a wiper doing in your nose??
Mason: I put it there!
Oy.

I got out my trusty flash light, put him in a head lock because naturally he wouldn't hold still.  At this point I was well aware of the fact that I am not a doctor.  I looked up his nose and had no idea what I was looking at.  I thought that if there were a big wipe that I would be able to tell right away.  Well, I didn't really see anything out of place, which was a little unsettling because he said it was still there.
I saw a little bulge on one side but to be completely honest, it could have been his normal nose and there was no way that I was going to stick tweezers up his nose and start yanking on things.  I am NOT a doctor.  The ironic thing was that later that afternoon was his 3 year well visit with the pediatrician.  Time to evaluate the situation....
1.  Mason apparently has supposedly stuck a wipe up his nose.
2.  I evaluate and am reminded that my medical skills stop at neosporine and a bandaid and will not include tweezers practically in his brain.
3.  He is not upset or in pain.  Honestly, I think he was kind of happy about it all... thought it was funny.
4. Real doctor appointment in 5 hours
5.  LET IT RIDE!!! Sorry Kiddo.

Fast forward a couple of hours.
We were outside playing in the kiddy pool out back of our house.  Mason is playing and splashing and I hear him sneeze a few times.  Next thing I know I have a piece of wipe in my hand that looks more like a weird slimy cocoon or something in my hand.  Mason brought it over to show me.  At first I didn't realize what it was.  It sounded like this.

Me:  Mase what is this?
Mason: a wiper
Me:  a wiper?
Mason: yeah (big smile on his face)
Me: Why is it all gross and slimy?
Mason: Cause I got it from my nose.
Me: I guess that was something up there that I saw.  Whoops.
Mason: You keep it in your nose.
Me:  No thanks. (What?? Put what in my nose??! Pass!!)

I relayed all of this to the pediatrician later that day and she told me

Doc: "This will not be the last time he puts something in his mouth, nose, ear... pretty much anywhere something will fit and you will need to dig it out... or look through poops for."  I think she was taking a little too much enjoyment in my predicament!
Me:  Real encouraging. Thanks Doc.

So... we survived our first "You put WHAT in your nose!" incident without major medical attention or cost.  Can't wait to see what ends up where next!!