I had such an enlightening discussion with Brigham today after school. I'm grossing myself out just thinking about said discussion. Boy, will we get a good laugh out of this when Brigham's older! We were snuggling after school. I was listening about his day, and then he did it-he started picking his nose. This is nothing new...I have a little brood of nose pickers, but I finally asked the question,
"So, Brig, do you like picking your nose?"
"Cause it fills me up."
"Fills you up! What do you mean?"
"Well, if I get hungry, I just eat a booger, and it fills my tummy up."
"Are you kidding me? What do boogers taste like?"
"Oh, nothing really. I just feel them in my mouth, they don't really have a taste."
"Wow, Brig, that's pretty gross. Are you gonna pick your nose when you're married, so your wife can see?"
"No! She'd get mad at me!"
"Well, you better start trying to stop now, cause if you keep doing it, it's gonna be pretty hard to quit."
And off he goes, smiling, to see what his brothers are doing. I lay there, a little dumbfounded...a little grossed out that boogers are used as a filler in my child's diet, and a little humored by a 7-year old boy.