The girl and I were downstairs the other night packing in our daily dose of Sponge Bob Square Pants. (That's the only kid show I can stand, it's actually pretty entertaining.) I noticed Salem had her finger so deep in her nostril that my first reaction was that she was giving herself brain damage.
"Salem! Stop picking your nose, that's unsanitary. Go get some tissue and blow your nose."
She ignored me and continued to dig for gold.
"Salem, I don't want to see you picking your nose anymore." She turned to me without removing her finger from her nose and said, "Well, why don't you turn your head the other way then?"
Dude. The gloves are coming off.
Friday, September 21, 2007
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Yeah, DUH! That's the obvious logical answer!
One time when my sister was about Salem's age, my mom was telling her to do something and Georgia didn't appreciate it. Finally she acquiesced, saying, "Okay, MOM, if that IS your real name!".
WELL??? Why don't you do what the young lady asks??
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