This morning as I was waking up (or trying not to wake up).
Archie: sounding very nasal, Mom, when I pick my nose it feels funny.
Me: Well, you’re really supposed to blow it instead of pick it.
Archie: Oh. quiet for a moment I guess that’s why Daddy keeps pulling my finger out every time I put it in.
We’ll start working on Thanksgiving dinner manners today.
