Mister Mischief: Here mommy, I have something for you.Places something hard and slightly ball shaped in the palm of my hand
Me: Hey thanks bud. What is it?
Mister Mischief: It's a snot.
Sure enough, upon careful, but not TOO careful, examination I discovered that my lovey little 3 year old had placed a dried up booger in my hand.
Just for safe keeping.
Or to throw away.
Or to proudly display (or publicly announce on blog) to the world...This, ladies and gentlemen is true love. To hold anothers dried up booger in your hand, give them a love, and not vomit.
8 comments:
I hope my boy is as generous as yours.
It's all in your parenting Mei... if you teach them to share their boogers... they will.
After five boys...they do not share their boogers..mine just eat theirs! Nasty stuff! Darling picture though!
That's too funny! I sure hope I can teach my children to share as well as you have;)
Wow, that is true charity. I hope that he can teach Tanner how to be as generous with Brody (not me!). :)
grrrrooossss! My kids just like to look up my nose and announce to the world if there is a booog up there, after 5 years of this parenting thing nothing turns my face red anymore~!
There is a reason that we have holes in our nose and fingers just the right size to fit into those holes. Spencer picks and picks all day long and then "shares" them with me because he can't get them off of his fingers!
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