Thursday, April 15, 2010
Boys are gross
Case in point: Today Parker picked up a long blue fingernail at the park and said, “Look at this, Mom.” Yesterday it was a used Band-Aid.
In the car on the way home, Dillon says, “Mommy, I got a gooby (aka bugger).” I handed him a tissue to get it off his finger and off we went.
I’m grossed out on a daily basis. I was so hopeful when Parker refused to eat certain things because it would make him “all dirty.” That phase has past, and quite quickly, I might add. Oh well, off to clean-up yet another mess.