Seek and Ye Shall Find

With Wren and Judson being so much more mobile these days, there's no telling what trouble they may find themselves in at any given moment.  We've done the standard "baby-proofing,"  but there's only so much you can plan for. It's not unusual to find them gnawing on some random item they've found in the floor (shoes, coasters, remotes...you name it).  Sometimes this is to our advantage.  For example, after dinner, we just set them in the floor, and off they go cleaning up the food that fell to the floor.  Who needs a vacuum cleaner?  (I'm kidding!...No, I'm not.  We're just killing two birds with one stone - entertaining/feeding the babies and cleaning the floor!  Germs are supposed to be good for their immune systems anyways, right?)  Other times, their propensity to put anything they find in their mouths poses a bit more of a hazard...
You may recall that we recently acquired a little ukulele for Caleb to play as his "guitar." 

He's had a great time with it so far, and so have Wren and Judson, for that matter.  Remarkably, it's remained in tact this entire time...well, almost...
Yesterday, Judson was playing with the guitar while Tony was in the room with him.  We're not really sure how this happened, but somehow, Judson managed to break one of the pegs off of the guitar.  Tony heard what sounded like small pieces of hardware hitting the floor, followed by Judson coughing.  As he came over to the scene of the crime, he sees the guitar in several pieces on the floor, and, guessing that some piece was more than likely in his mouth, he started whacking him on the back, a la the Heimlich Maneuver.  Juddy coughed up one screw and then returned to his normal self.  Relieved, Tony examined the guitar and its pieces more carefully, where he found that there was still one screw missing.  A careful examination of the floor in the living room (and Judson's mouth again) did not turn up the missing screw.  There was only one place that we could think it may have gone...down Judson's esophagus and into his belly.  After a panicked search of our baby books and the internet, we determined that there's not much we can do, and if there are no signs of any digestive problems, there was only one thing to do...wait for it to make its appearance on the other end.
So we were tasked with the unfortunate duty (pun intended) of searching all the dirty diapers until we found the offending screw.  Lucky us! 
About 30 hours (and more dirty diapers than I would like to remember) later, Tony changed the winning diaper and found the shiny metal object!
All's well that ends well.  Tony repaired the guitar (with a new screw), and it's back to playing beautiful music.  Judson was no worse for the wear, and, in case you were wondering, neither was the screw.

Shiny and new.