I am quickly approaching thirty but still have the occasional breakouts associated with "that time". My sweet child, being observant, as most three year olds are, but unfortunately, lacking the tact that most of us have acquired with age (READ, "This zit is big enough for anyone with eyes to notice across the room, but most people feel sorry enough for me not to mention it."), asks me:
"Mama, you got a booger on your nose?"
To which I replied, "No, I just have a boo-boo."
And, the natural response, "Oh, can I touch it?"
Sure, go ahead and touch Mama's booger. She needs a good laugh about right now.
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At least he didn't ask in the grocery store!
Thanks for the laugh this morning. I needed too.
Not in the grocery store, Chic-Fil-A.
I had a kid ask me if I had chicken pox on my face one time. :) Gotta love a child like wonder! -Cat
I have shared a similar conversation with Gabby. At least she was satisfied with the answer.
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