You Think a Toy is Safe…

And then my two-year-old gets a hold of it.  Seriously, y’all we have had this Pooh Bear light-up thing since the Big One was itty bitty.  Both girls love the thing.

I am a Winnie the Pooh fan, so I admit I dig it.  I don’t like most toys that light up or make music.  I find them to be rather annoying, but this thing is pretty sweet.

Fortunately the girls tend to rotate who is most attached to the thing so there are no major incidents.  Right now it’s the Little One’s turn to carry the thing everywhere she goes, including sleeping with it.

So today has been a rough day.  The Big One is not sleeping well. She is not napping either.  So she is a big giant grump. It all came to a head tonight and she was sent to bed with no bath, no books, no singing and no rocking.

Not only does this mess up her routine, it messes up the Little One’s too.  The Little One was not happy about not reading books in the Big One’s room like we do most nights.  So despite the fact that I read to her and rocked her in her room, she was still a bit grumpy when she went to bed too.

A few minutes after putting them both down I was downstairs, preparing to check my farm on Facebook (yes, that is very important!!) when the Little One starts screaming and having a cow.

I stomped up the stairs ready to kick some two-year-old butt (okay, I was just going to tell her to be quiet and go to sleep).  As soon as I opened her door, I see her sitting up sobbing and holding her finger in the air.

“I stuck! My finger is stuck!” she is sobbing.

Sure enough her finger was stuck.  She got her finger up under the decorative yarn on Pooh Bear’s jammies and then spun it around and around and around until her finger was huge, puffy and turning purple.

Of course, the Big One is now yelling, “What’s wrong with {Little One}? Is she okay? Mommy what’s wrong with {Little One}?”

Meanwhile I am trying to figure out which way to spin the darn Pooh bear to get the finger unstuck.  Of course I first turned it the wrong way, further cutting off the circulation.  The Little One was sure to let me know I was making it worse.  So I spun it the other way, and it honestly took about 40 rotations to get her finger out of the dumb thing.

Needless to say, Pooh Bear no longer has any fancy yarn decorating his jammies and both girls were lectured (again) about not twisting yarn, string, hair or anything else around their fingers.