Oscar is very proud of himself when you say “where are your eyes” and he points and says “eyes.”  He’ll do the same with his nose, too.  It is so cute.  What happens next is not so cute.  It’s gross…

He shoves his finger so far up his nose that I become worried about brain damage, and leaves it there until you say “Ew!”  (He’ll wait a long time too, trust me). He laughs and laughs and then puts it right back up there.  It has become a game, one that part of me thinks is hilarious and the other part is disgusted by.  Maybe I should read him this poem, by an all time favorite of mine.

Disregard that he’s a shlumpadinka with cereal bar all over his face.  Where’s his mother anyway?  


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