The whole nine grains

During dinner tonight, I noticed that Thumper had her finger up her nose...

Me: "Thumper, what are you doing? Take you finger out of your nose!"

Thumper: "But I can't get the rice out of my nose."

DeepSpice and I look at each other with that look. Then we both sigh.

DeepSpice pulls out his hanky and instructs Thumper to blow.

Success! The grain of rice is retrieved.

But wait...

Thumper: There's still more rice...."

DeepSpice repositions the hanky and once again instructs Thumper to blow. Another grain emerges.

And so it went for the next five minutes until eventually all nine grains of rice were freed from their nasal prison... at least we really hope that all of 'em!
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