The following conversation took place while one of us was naked. I won't divulge which one.
Me: Are you making a giant mess on the floor?
Ball of fire: Not giant!
Me: I'm coming in to see! Son, what is that on the edge of the tub?
Ball of fire: A raindrop.
Me: Well it looks like you smeared a giant green booger on the edge of my clean tub.
Ball of fire: It's a raindrop!
Me: It doesn't rain in the house and raindrops are not green!
Ball of fire: (sigh) Can you use your imagination?
Me: Not with boogers.
Ball of fire: Fine, you can wipe it off. I can get another one if I need it.
Seriously. They just get more disgusting as they get older...
4 comments:
It could be worse... I have 5th and 6th graders that pick their noses, eat it, and then touch things in my classroom. My next investment is to buy stock in all the companies that make anti-bacteria cleaning supplies...
Great...can't wait. And I was hoping that my 13 month old would stop wiping her face on my shirt...and where might her favorite Mama-is-a-giant-Kleenex place be? Right in between my boobs.
Nice right?
Raindrops keep fallin' on my head.
Noah does the rub his snot on my shirt thing...and the other day I found him in the guest bathroom with his mouth planted right on the rim of the toilet bowl...the lid was closed...but you know, right where all the pee pee drips go (hubby's doing not mine)...right down the front. Noah is a potty mouth.
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