February 2010, 25 months old

It was just before bed.  After reading stories and singing songs, we were just rocking in her chair.

Alice was sitting on my lap facing out, as she often did right before she fell asleep.  I had both arms around her, then moved my right arm to (ahem) pick my nose.  Sometimes you have to fess up to something pretty gross to share a good story. I admit it.

Now mind you, it was dark, and she was nearly asleep AND facing the other direction.  Yet still, Alice told me to put my arm back around her, followed by “Don’t pick your nose, mommy.”

Those are keen instincts, no?

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