The Family has had an array of colds, coughs, allergies, and sniffles these past few weeks. Alice, not being particularly fond of tissues, has taken up nose-picking. Again. With a vengeance.
I turned my head the other evening to find an index finger jammed up in her right nostril. Keeping a straight face (and passing no judgment), I asked,
The Mama: Do you need a tissue?
Alice: No. I keep picking part of my nose off sometimes.
The Mama: That’s not your nose. Those are boogers, Alice.
Alice: (visibly recoils and makes a sound of utter surprise) ?!?
She gets a pass on that one. I guess you wouldn’t need a tissue if you were simply pulling body parts off your face.