But then she started moving around. It was pitch black in my room so I wasn't sure what she was doing but I knew if I asked her that we would get involved in another ten minute conversation about dodge ball or fairies or she would need to show me again that she can count to 100 just letmeshowyou!
I opted instead to just lay there and wait for her to stop wiggling around. Until I noticed that the type of wiggling she was doing was consistent with that of someone picking their nose.
"Triniti, are you picking your nose?"
*giggling*
"Oh Trin, that is gross. Why are you picking your nose?"
"Because there is a booger in there..." Duh.
"Well go get a tissue baby, digging in your nose is yucky."
"No, I already got it out."
"Eeww."
*more giggling* "I put it on the blanket..." *more giggling* "It's on your side..."
Labels: Being Mommy, family drama, my crazy life, Triniti
