The gift that keeps on giving

            I tell the child not to eat his boogers.  And, frankly, it mystifies me why a person who refuses to eat watermelon, pizza, or blueberries finds his own snot so appetizing.  I enlist the help of doctors, relatives, and grocery check-out clerks.  “See, he doesn’t eat his boogers…”

            So, maybe I should be grateful for the other day, when he picked his nose and then, outstretched hand, offered it to me.  “Here, Mommy, I’m not eating my booger.”

            I guess you could call this progress…

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I plan on purging my archives in the next week or two.  This is all part of my plan to keep from embarrassing my children when they are pre-teens.  OK, I know my mere presence will be an embarrassment then, but at least I can make sure they aren’t taunted in the hallways because of something they did when they were three…

14 responses to “The gift that keeps on giving

  1. Hah! See, he was paying attention!
    Cheers

  2. That is funny!

    But on a really good note, I think that is a very good sign that he is AWARE. I have seen children eat their nasal discharge in a way that I do not think they have any awareness of it whatsoever. It’s a start!

  3. I’ve asked myself the same question many times. I even had the Dr. tell him how unhealthy it was, thinking that perhaps if someone other than dear old dad told him, that it would work.
    It didn’t.
    I will say though, that that the booger eating peaked at around 3 years old and now that he’s four, only happens occassionally.

    Give it time.

  4. I think Terry Pratchett said that all young men are intrigued by the inside of their nose. And he was talking about late teens I’m afraid.

  5. Thankfully, my boy with the eating issues–is equally grossed out by his own boogers—

    He gags as he tries to hand them to me—

    Bleh!!!

    Tissues are little, modern, wonders! 🙂

  6. my youngest has always as we call it “dug for gold” I’ve tried everything known to man or in this case mom to get him to stop digging for gold. He is now 4 and it drives me nuts. He too @ times has offered to share (no thanks). So @ least I can give myself props for teaching him to share. Hopefully @ some point it won’t be fun anymore to decide between cruncy or chewy. Ugh….Well if you discover the cure for booger picking please let me know…

  7. You know the difference between spinnach and boogers right? Kids won’t eat spinnach!

  8. I read somewhere about a blogger complaining when her comments were along the line of “I peed my pants when I read that.” But in this case, I really did.

  9. Ah yes, I’ve been handed my fair share of boogers.

    And can anyone tell me why a child would eschew all blankets during a winter that regularly saw -20 temperatures but now that it is summer and at least a humid 35 in her room, she must swaddle herself in a comforter and wear socks every night?

  10. Hahaha!!!!
    I can still remember the day when I was about 5 years old and I ran up to my dad and said, “Dad! I don’t pick my nose anymore!” The grimmace on his face won’t leave my mind. 😉

  11. eeeeuuuuu – Lovely!

  12. He’s been listening!

  13. Ahhh…. so you figure you’ll throw in the booger eating post as the last fling before you get rid of the embarrassing posts?! 🙂