Do as I say ... put that booger down
Our kids are enthusiastic gold diggers. They should be very rich by now.
I am referring to boogers. Those from the nose (as if you will find them elsewhere). And who is to blame? Probably me.
Sometimes I yell at them "Stop digging your nose, it is disgusting!!" only to find that I had a finger up my nostril at that very same time. Then I have to change the story and tell them to use a tissue, drop it in the bin or fling it out the window of the moving car, which is probably a felony.
We have a daughter (no names mentioned) who eats her boogers. Celest has caught her several times and all she can muster is a sheepish grin while she continues munching away.
I have to put my foot down on that one. I definitely do not do that. It must be the missus.
I am referring to boogers. Those from the nose (as if you will find them elsewhere). And who is to blame? Probably me.
Sometimes I yell at them "Stop digging your nose, it is disgusting!!" only to find that I had a finger up my nostril at that very same time. Then I have to change the story and tell them to use a tissue, drop it in the bin or fling it out the window of the moving car, which is probably a felony.
We have a daughter (no names mentioned) who eats her boogers. Celest has caught her several times and all she can muster is a sheepish grin while she continues munching away.
I have to put my foot down on that one. I definitely do not do that. It must be the missus.