Most people don't want to throw their money "down the toilet." However, here at the Wilde home we are hoping for just that! During one of those "jet lag" late nights, Tyson was lying on his bed trying to go to sleep, but was having no success. Instead of counting sheep, he decided to count coins above his head. Like this.....
Apparently, he must have opened his mouth just at the time a dime slipped from his hand, and fell directly into his mouth, down his throat, and into the black hole!! Caught by surprise, he jumped from his bed trying to explain to his brothers what had just happened. Since this was not unusual for Tyson to show "major drama", his older brothers told him to calm down and go back to bed! He obviously knew he was getting nowhere with his older siblings, so he went right to Grandma Wilde whom he knew would give him some comfort. Grandma and Grandpa Wilde took this very seriously and rushed him right to the ER, where they spent three hours waiting to confirm this x-ray---Yes, there was a dime in his stomach!!!!
The good news is that the dime HAD made its way into the stomach, and did not get stuck in his lungs, and it was only a matter of time to find its way into the toilet. The bad news is that someone would have to verify the dime had made it to its proper destination. Grandma and Grandpa brought home several rubber gloves and gave them to the "Mom" in charge to do the inspecting in the next several days. Like Grandpa Copeland said, is this where the saying "Not on my dime" comes in???
Apparently, he must have opened his mouth just at the time a dime slipped from his hand, and fell directly into his mouth, down his throat, and into the black hole!! Caught by surprise, he jumped from his bed trying to explain to his brothers what had just happened. Since this was not unusual for Tyson to show "major drama", his older brothers told him to calm down and go back to bed! He obviously knew he was getting nowhere with his older siblings, so he went right to Grandma Wilde whom he knew would give him some comfort. Grandma and Grandpa Wilde took this very seriously and rushed him right to the ER, where they spent three hours waiting to confirm this x-ray---Yes, there was a dime in his stomach!!!!
The good news is that the dime HAD made its way into the stomach, and did not get stuck in his lungs, and it was only a matter of time to find its way into the toilet. The bad news is that someone would have to verify the dime had made it to its proper destination. Grandma and Grandpa brought home several rubber gloves and gave them to the "Mom" in charge to do the inspecting in the next several days. Like Grandpa Copeland said, is this where the saying "Not on my dime" comes in???
3 comments:
Your blog was hysterical! I loved the visuals, too! This blog really made a lot of "cents"! (Hah!)
Athena would be impressed that you not only had a big house but so much spare money that you could flush it away if you wanted! Poor Tyson. I have a feeling he's not going to hear the end of this... :D
So gross and so funny. I heard we might be able to see you this summer. I hope so!
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