So this weekend Grandma Charlie got the gift of wiping Henry's runny nose from time to time. I think she had a disturbing moment or two when after she wiped his nose he turned and seriously demanded, "Let me see that booger."
Maybe I am bizarre...but to get Henry to cooperate so that I can really wipe his nose good...I have tempted him with the idea that he can get a peek at the kleenex. Am I disgusting and crazy to have resorted to this? Oops if I am. But if it allows me the chance to wipe his nose a number of times without him thursting away from me - I will take it. Mom of boys...or just crazy mom. You do what you gotta do...I'm just sayin'.