- Where is my nose?
My 8-year-old son allowed his 13-year-old sister to paint his nails. Why? Wondered what they’d look like with red/brown polish.
Unfortunately, we have no polish remover.
Now, he has a sleepover date with the kids next door and no way to get the polish off his nails. So, never one to be daunted by life’s inconveniences, he invents a story that will explain the rogue color on his fingertips and retain his masculinity.
“I’ll just tell ‘em that it’s blood. You know, from picking my nose.”
I’m just so proud.
Carolyn
At least he’s demonstrating an ability to think outside the square. Way outside the square.
I love that kid. He’s brilliant, creative, masculine and unafraid to flaunt a bad habit. I fully embrace him as my someday son-in-law.
Wendy