Saturday, April 13, 2013

A Bedtime Story

Putting Maya to bed tonight, I can tell she has something in her hand. She crawls into bed carefully, kind of sneaky with it like she doesn't want me to see. I ask, "Maya, what's in your hand?"


A bit more stern. "Maya? What is it?"

She smiles slyly..."Nothing!"

So I reach into her hand and fish it out. At the very moment I begin to realize what it is I am feeling between my fingers, she fesses up.

"It's a booger."

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