Purple Booger

Just when I think my 3 year old has done it all, he pulls something else out of his hat. He was threatened that he had better behave before we left for church last night, which stemmed from the fiasco at church earlier that morning. There's always a fiasco at church with him. But last night, he was being good. For a moment, I wondered if I had brought someone else's child with me. I was actually able to listen to the message for the first time in weeks. This, of course, was too good to be true.

My seemingly good little boy knew I had brought a snack for him and asked for it. I opened the package of Yogos and he morphed into good little snacking boy. He sat there quietly eating them one by one. He would pick one up every few bites and offer it to me. I told him, "Thank you, but you go ahead and eat them." 'Eat' being the key word.

After a few more minutes and a few more bites, I turned to see if he was finished with his snack only to find him picking his nose. As I was quietly telling him not to pick his nose, it was then I realized why he was picking his nose. I must say it was a little shocking to see a little round purple booger embedded in his right nostril. Again, I blurted out my mommy catch phrase, "Are you kidding me child?" as I dragged him into the bathroom, praying I wouldn't end up in the emergency room admiring an x-ray of his skull with a Yogo lodged inside.

My prayers were answered because I was able to pop that little purple booger right out of his nose. I asked what on earth had possessed him to do such a thing and received the universal kid catch phrase, "I don't know."

I am glad that it was a purple Yogo though and not a green one. A green one could have camouflaged itself as a real booger and I wouldn't have been nearly as concerned.