More obscure thinking from DS#3
DS#3 was watching me get out the cereal, milk and bowls this morning.
"Mom, why can't dads pick their nose when kids can?" I glanced at him from inside the pantry, not sure of what he asked.
"Sweetie, what did you say?
"Why can't dads pick their nose when kids can?" There was no hint of amusement in my son's face. He was quite serious.
I looked him in the eyes. "Kids are not supposed to pick their noses, just like Dads aren't supposed to pick their noses. It isn't polite for anyone to pick their nose." Where did this come from, I wondered.
"Oh", he said as he headed for the table. "I thought it was because the dads' fingers were too big."
DS#3 was watching me get out the cereal, milk and bowls this morning.
"Mom, why can't dads pick their nose when kids can?" I glanced at him from inside the pantry, not sure of what he asked.
"Sweetie, what did you say?
"Why can't dads pick their nose when kids can?" There was no hint of amusement in my son's face. He was quite serious.
I looked him in the eyes. "Kids are not supposed to pick their noses, just like Dads aren't supposed to pick their noses. It isn't polite for anyone to pick their nose." Where did this come from, I wondered.
"Oh", he said as he headed for the table. "I thought it was because the dads' fingers were too big."
3 comments:
He's such a funny one!
That is to funny....
I only *wish* the dads' fingers were too big...
Post a Comment