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:
awesome.
thanks for the smile :)
-Nadolny
Do you do that on purpose? You know I have mucus issues.
ZZ
LOL!
Oddly, I saw that punchline coming. What's that say about my life...
LMAO - so this is what it's like to have a son. Duly noted...thanks for the heads up.
They never tell you about the downside of limiting TV, do they?
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!) :)
Oh, that's hysterical!
Awesome. Kirk's been trained by his father to say that he's digging for treasure when he's farmin' boogers out.
Oh, no fair! I covered that territory just seven weeks ago!
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