Saturday, January 14, 2006

Here you go, Mom.

Originally uploaded by shalberg.
Claire and I were walking through the store yesterday, when she stopped and reached up to hand me something. "Here you go, Mom."

I couldn't really see what it was. "What is it, Claire?"

I took it, and found out it was a huge booger. "Its from my nose, mama."

But I had already taken it, so now it was my problem. I guess I should just be glad she didn't eat it.

1 comment: said...

I love this! Such a matter of fact way of handling the problem of having something gross on your finger--give it to Mom!