Thursday, October 8, 2009
Is that SNOT in your hair?
I'm hanging out with Max in the playroom. Suddenly, I spot something in his hair. It seems to be a big booger. Oh. It is a big booger. Max isn't very adept with his hands, so I have to help.
Whose booger is that?
How exactly did it get in Max's hair?
I ponder this as I pluck out the stuff, wipe my hand on a paper towel then go wash up.
It's disgusting. And I am totally desensitized to it.
After years of changing Max's diapers (he's still not potty trained, though I'm hopeful) and dealing with Sabrina's refusal to clean herself after she poops, along with runny noses, bloody knees, throw up (on the floor, on me), ear wax buildup, assorted bed pee accidents and lots and lots of drool, pretty much nothing grosses me out. Well, except Dave's toenails.
Go on, try to disgust me with some gross story about your kid. Just try!
Artistic rendering of slime by Jason