Last night's discourse...
Mommy: "Where's a nosey?"
Sasha: points to his nose.
Mommy: "Where are your teeth?"
Sasha: Grimaces to show teeth.
Mommy: "Where's your eye?"
Sasha: Jams his finger into his eye so hard I wonder if it'll pop.
Mommy: "Where are your ears?"
Sasha: Gets a sly grin on his face and shoves a finger up both his nostrils. Uproarious laughter.
Actually, fingers up the nose--his nose, my nose, anyones nose--have become quite the joke lately. Combined with running around with stuff on his head (paper bags, towels, his blankie) so he can't see.
Ai. It's not hard to envision the day where I hear, "Mommy, I got a joke to tell you. Poop! HAHAHAHAHA".
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I look forward to the little jokes they come up with -- that'll be fun even if they're gross or silly.
Monkey has recent taken to the nose picking game as well. Maybe it's time to teach our little ones "You can pick your friends, and you can pick your nose, but you can't pick your friends' noses!"
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