The Mama: Don’t pick your nose. Do you need a tissue?
The Kidling: I’m not picking my nose; I’m just touching my boogers.
kidlingville
the holy land…or something
The Mama: Don’t pick your nose. Do you need a tissue?
The Kidling: I’m not picking my nose; I’m just touching my boogers.
kidlingville 
This just made me laugh out loud…Ah Alice…
Right? Little booger…
This kid would make a great attorney–the devil is in the details, as she’s clearly discerned…. 😉
Indeed… I think I will steer her toward IP.
That is so cute!
And gross. Cute and gross. 🙂
Thanks for reading! Stop by any old time.
mama, i can’t believe you thought i was doing that, this is totally different ! cute!
I’m still not entirely certain she wasn’t messing with me…
I know I keep on saying this… but I really, really love her. And I have three very brilliant children of my own. 🙂
Oh, shucks. Thanks for loving my girl from afar.
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Hey, thanks lady!