Yesterday at lunch Olaf had some raisins for dessert. I turned around at one point and saw Olaf putting raisin near his nose and I said "No raisins in the nose Olaf, do you understand?" He put his hand and the raisin down and said "There's not a raisin in my nose!" Hmmmm. He just kept saying "There's not a raisin in my nose!" Considering whenever he has a poopy diaper he says "I don't have a poopoo!" it clued me into the fact that there may in fact already be a raisin in there.
After a closer look I saw there WAS a raisin up there. Holy heck. I ran upstairs for some tweezers. When I got back down the raisin had moved a little farther back up there (basically I could just barely see the tip of the raisin. I still tried with the tweezers but I didn't even touch it due to the squirmy crying toddler. So we plugged the other nostril and I told Olaf to blow his nose.
Out shot the snotty raisin, across the kitchen.
Really hoping he didn't think it was funny enough to try again!