I'm sure everyone who has kids has occasionally had kid un-friendly items wander into their house. Yes? No? Well, we have. Someone will come in with a styrofoam coffee cup, a pocket knife, or one of these:
(Thanks to Sweet Services for the picture.)
This peppermint candy found its way into Bean's hands, and then into Bean's mouth, where it became lodged in Bean's throat.
So, there I was, watching Grammy play Scramble on Facebook, when a red-faced, not breathing Bean ran into the kitchen, clutching her throat. Ignoring my sheer panic, I immediately and calmly flipped her upside-down and began pounding her on the back. After a few seconds that seemed to last hours, Bean made a gagging sound and coughed up the peppermint.
I gathered a surprisingly composed Bean into my arms as my dog began to eat the coughed-up peppermint off the floor, and carried her into living room so I could sit down (because I wasn't very confident in my shaking legs).
"Did you choke a little bit?" I asked Bean.
"Yeah," she replied.
"Are you okay now?"
Bean cuddled up to me for a minute. Then, she sat up and said, "Mom?"
"I want another one."