The daily joy and pain of being a parent with a sense of humor.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
For Me? You Shouldn't Have. Really.
Isaiah was sitting on my lap in the car (don't worry, it wasn't moving) and I noticed he had blood in his nose. I asked him if he'd had a nose bleed at school, he said no. A few minutes later I see a drop of blood on his pants, so I ask, Are you sure your nose didn't bleed today? He says he's sure it didn't. Ask him if he had blood come from anywhere else, he says no. Told him there's blood on his pants and nose, and asked ONE MORE TIME if his nose bled, and he cocked his cute little head to the side and said, "Yes. It did." as if it was the first time I asked. Then he carefully reaches into a pocket in his little cargo pants and pulls out a big, red rock booger and holds it up for me to see. I ask him if he pulled that out, and that's what caused his nose to bleed? He says no, it came out AFTER the bleeding. Oh, okay. But why did you save it? "To show you, Momma." Wait, that's not the best part! The best part is that after showing me, he carefully placed it BACK IN HIS POCKET!