As I’m getting out of the car this morning heading in to work:
Me (noticing the goo threatening to escape his nose): Charlie, let’s blow your nose.
He compliantly blows into the tissues. I proceed to wipe his nose.
Me: Charlie, give Mommy a kiss goodbye!
Charlie: Kiss my mouth. Don’t kiss my boogers.
- ▼ July (5)
- ► 2007 (87)