Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Because Mothering is Glamourous

While at our local crossing gate watching trains go by, Zane hands me a very small, round, flat object. (think a piece of confetti)

Zane: Mama, is this pink?

Me: Yeah, it’s kind of pink, and it’s also kind of red.

Zane: It’s pink and red?

Me: Pink and red and a little bit brown, too, isn’t it?

Zane: Pink and red and brown. (smiles with satisfaction)

Me: Yep. What is it, buddy? Where did you get it?

Zane: My nose.

10 comments:

Karen said...

awesome.

Anonymous said...

thanks for the smile :)

-Nadolny

Anonymous said...

Do you do that on purpose? You know I have mucus issues.

ZZ

Thea said...

LOL!

Oddly, I saw that punchline coming. What's that say about my life...

S said...

LMAO - so this is what it's like to have a son. Duly noted...thanks for the heads up.

zulhai said...

They never tell you about the downside of limiting TV, do they?

Zany Mama said...

karen-
My thoughts exactly.

nadolny-
No problem. My child's mucus is always up for a laugh.

zz-
Completley on purpose.

thea (aka my favorite actress friend)-
It says that you, too, have a booger-picking little child at your house.

s-
Here's my advice - never take something they hand you without asking what it is first. Unless you like holding old, crusty boogers.

zulhai-
They never do.

(Glad your commenting genius isn't going away with your blog!) :)

Sue said...

Oh, that's hysterical!

belsum said...

Awesome. Kirk's been trained by his father to say that he's digging for treasure when he's farmin' boogers out.

B said...

Oh, no fair! I covered that territory just seven weeks ago!