Seth was practicing with his pocket knife the other day. The knife slipped and he nicked his finger. This is the conversation that ensued:
Seth: Sob, sob, sob, m m m…mommy I didn’t want this to happen. I didn’t want to cut this finger….sob…because….sob… because….it’s my nose picking finger. I can use my other finger (holds up right index finger) but it’s not as good…sob sob sob…
and follow the adventure:
That is hysterical! Hopefully he will outgrow that before he starts dating!
Oh, good idea. Maybe I should use peer pressure to discourage the habit. He is dreadfully fond of Naia and she would not be impressed if she saw him picking, no matter how battle scarred the finger.
I think I just peed myself a little.
Oh, that is hysterical… in a gross kind of way.
LOL! My daughter also has a favorite nose-picking finger, which she calls her “booger tool”, and she freaks out if I trim that finger nail. Funny to hear that she’s not the only one.
LOL! Perfect!
Yep, we are pretty classy folks here at The Boy’s Almanac!
Boys!
If ever I say, “son please, take your finger out of your nose” he says, “I will! Right after I get this booger!”
Just ew.
Too funny!!
Oh, this sooo could have come out of my oldest son’s mouth. But so far, no injuries, thank goodness!