On our way home from the farm on Sunday, the girls were chatting away in the car. Both girls have been dealing with runny noses for the past couple weeks. Abby hasn't had too much of a problem, but on the way home, she discovered something new. Here's essentially how the conversation went:
Abby: My nose (points to nose)
Mom: Your nose? What about your nose?
Abby: I got...my nose (now pushing on the outside of her nose)
Mom: You have a runny nose? You need a Kleenex?
Abby: No, no runny nose. I got
dirt in my nose! (now pushing quite a bit on her nose)
Mom: You've got dirt in your nose?
Abby: Yeah!
Dad: That's not dirt. That's a booger!
Mom: Not a booger! Dirt is just fine, thank you very much.
Silence.
More silence.
Abby: I got dirt in my tummy!