Mom: Do you need a tissue?
Daughter furtively looks away, closes her eyes but continues picking nose. She is convinced if she cannot see Mommy, Mommy cannot see her.
Mom: Would you like a tissue?
Daughter: Mommy, please stop talking. (Notice the "please," she knows she is not supposed to talk to me this way but thinks "please" solves everything)
Mom: (while giving "the look") Are you supposed to talk to Mommy like that?
Daughter: I just want to pick my nose.
You can't fault her for honesty I guess.
6 comments:
love it!
HAHAHAHAHA! Love it. Too cute!
the girl knows what she wants.
I'll try that next time...
LOL - If you figure out a solution. Let me know, I need help with Tommy! haha!
I thought of you this morning when I had this conversation with my 3.5 yo son.
Son: Mommy, I put my finger in my nose this morning.
Me: Why?
Son: To get a booger.
Me: Well, what did you do with it?
Son: I put it on my pillow.
NICE!!!!! I went looking and couldn't find anything. Yuck.
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