Micah: Mom, we don't eat boogers, right?
Me: Right, Micah. Boogers are yucky. You tell mommy if you have a booger and I'll get it.
Micah: Mom, boogers is gross?
Me: Yes, Micah. They're gross. GET YOUR FINGER OUT OF YOUR NOSE!
Micah: Mommy. You take me to the doc'r?
Me: Why, Baby?
Micah: I ate 'da booger and I need a doc'r cut it out my tummicks, (a mix of the word tummy and stomach) .
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Wednesday, April 23, 2008
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