So it's Not Me! Monday. Haven't done one of these in forever. I don't really have a lot to say, but I do have a story, and those of you who aren't my facebook friend don't probably know it, unless I personally told it to you. So it most definitely was NOT me who had the following conversation with Sawyer:
cut the lights, cue the movie on TV, scene opens with a mom snuggled up on the living room floor with her toddler son.
Mom is watching movie, son is picking his nose.
"Sawyer, STOP picking your nose."
I wasn't picking my nose. I had a booger.
"well STOP picking. If you keep picking your nose, your finger will rot off. That means it will fall off."
boy's eyes grow wide with newfound knowledge....and fear.
Ooookay, Mommy.
mother goes back to watching movie. a few minutes pass.
....mommy?
mother looks at son, who has wide as saucer eyes.....
"yes, sawyer?"
son continues staring, with a worried look about him.
my finger huwts....
"did you pick your nose again, sawyer?"
son nods, still obviously worried.
"well....the only way to fix it is....to rub your finger on your tummy till it stops hurting."
son vigorously rubs his finger on his belly.
"is it getting better?"
son nods.
scene goes black.
scene reopens 24 hours later in hospital room; lights are bright. baby in crib, toddler son playing in room, mother in rocking chair.
mommy? my finger is hurting again.
"did you pick your nose?"
son nods.
"well, how did i tell you to fix it last night? what did you do?"
i rubbed it on my tummy....pause. pause. pause. and then,
i rubbed it on your pillow.
you're welcome, world.
the craziness that is Not Me! Monday was started by MckMama. you can read her blog here.
