Thursday, July 10, 2008

My son the boogie extractor - G9 if you have kids - G1 and kinda gross if you don't

This evening I was driving somewhere and Michael pipes in from the luxurious dedicated throne of his in the backseat..."Mommy - I need a tissue. There's something yucky in my mouth" so I hand him a tissue and ask him what it was. He promptly answers rather non-chalantly, "A boogie". So I of course have to ask how it got in there to begin with. He says in his little toddler logical way, "Well...I put it in there Mommy! ???" When I asked him if he is allowed to put boogies in his mouth he says no but it's Thursday you see so its ok - all while using some crazy hand gestures that clearly meant Thursday is OK-to-put-boogies-in-your-mouth-and-spit-them-out day.
Duh. What was I thinking....

BTW - he got lucky on the Thursday thing. Usually it's Sunday or Friday on Monday or Tuesday.

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