buttons in body cavities

Yes, I am afraid it is EXACTLY what the title suggests...

The Young Prince was blowing his nose (at 3, I still help him a bit with that task) and suddenly I saw something deep red coming out.

Instant thought? Bloody nose. Of course. I had them all the time as a child.

No.

It was a BUTTON.

So I asked him, "When?"
"Because..."
"No, when??"
"Because..."
Realizing this Q&A was going nowhere fast, I changed my strategy.
"This morning while you were cleaning up, did you find a button?"
"Yes."
"Where?"
"In Mommy's office."
Okay.
"Why did you put it in your nose?"
"I didn't know where else to put it."

sigh

"You know, you can give it to Mommy."
"Okay."
"Or you can put it on the desk."
"What desk?"
"Oh, just the BIGGEST thing that is in Mommy's office, where the computer is and everything."

(giggle)

"Oh."

deep breath

"Did you put anything ELSE up your nose?"
"No."
"In your ears?"
"No."
"In your mouth?"

"No."
"In your butt?"
"No." The seriousness of my tone stifled any giggles at this point.

Then ensued the lecture on how we NEVER insert foreign objects into bodily cavities. Both La Princesita and the Young Prince were wide-eyed and scared-looking when I started talking about going to the hospital and long instruments used to take things out of the noses of bad children who stuck things up them...

Ay Diosito.

In the case of there ever having been any doubt whatsoever, he is definitely his father's son.