Caleb: “Mom, can I look up your nose?”

Me: “Sure.”

Caleb: “Ewww Mom, there’s a booger way up there, use your finger to get it out!”

Me: “No, I like to use kleenex.”

Caleb: “I love to get boogers with my fingers and wipe them all over the wall.”

Lovely. Boys. A kind of their own.