I'm going to blame it on the evil BOY influence of middle chicklet.
She loves to poot. Really. Loves. To. Poot. She thinks it's hysterical.
She goes out of her way t0 poot ON her Daddy. Seriously.
But, according to her, it NEVER smells bad.
The other day, she wiped a nasty trail of SNOT on my car window. No lie.
This morning, she hocked a loogie into a piece of paper and proceeded to ask me to LOOK AT IT!
HELLO?!? I'm SO not looking at the loogie. I drew the line when...
I took a picture of the SNOT TRAIL!
Lines MUST be drawn somewhere.