Boogers

Oh joy! We have discovered picking our nose around here. Too fun. Well, at least he is not eating them.

In bed this morning, laying around waiting on Tutti-Frutti to wake up so we could come down stairs....

Boog (picking his nose or something of the sort): "Eew! A booger!"

Me: "Gross, go get a kleenex and wipe it off."

Boog (booger stuck to his finger, trying to put it back in his nose): "I am putting it back."

Me: "No! That is gross, go wipe it on a kleenex."

Boog (putting booger back in nose): "Well, this is it's home!"

Well, technically I guess he was right...oh good greif!