discoveries

This week, like every week, has brought with it new discoveries and opened up new worlds of possibility.

For Rivers it was the discovery of her voice. Now she can more eloquently express her love for her friends the ceiling fan and the giraffes.




For Cumorah it was the discovery of her nasal cavities. She has for a while been experimenting with nose picking, but this week the door to unlimited possiblities opened up when she found pebbles just the right size for pushing into her nostrils. Since then Brian saw two grains of rice slide out of her nose with thinned mucus from a crying spell, I caught her trying to shove a bean up, Auntie Amy prevented her from placing a piece of her cream-cheese-and-jelly toast, Cumorah has a new place for every little piece of something she finds on the floor instead of giving them to me to throw away, I sucked out a grain of wheat with Rivers' bulb syringe, and I was interrupted from posting just now by the now familiar sight of her purposefully picking her nose. I asked her if she put something up her nose again and she said, "yah." Then she signed "grapes" and pointed to her nose, which didn't make any sense to me until I pulled out the inch long grape stem.

Is there some sort of name for a disorder that causes one to compulsively shove things up one's nose? Is this a sign of some sort of deep physcological disturbance? A grape stem? It seems awfully uncomfortable to me.