He just totally out-grossed me
Jack: (hocking up snot into his mouth)
me: Gross! Why don’t you just save that for a snack and chew it later?
Jack: I already do that with my belly button lint!
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This entry was posted on May 8, 2013 by DN. It was filed under Conversations and was tagged with 8 year old, Belly button, booger, gross, humor, snack.
Ugh
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May 8, 2013 at 4:08 pm
Oh please, you were 8 once! ha ha! I’m sure you have stories! Or at least your parents do…
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May 11, 2013 at 7:12 am
I only have a daughter and she is 26. I can hardly remember the stories from when she was that age, let alone the 19th century when I was that age. 😀
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May 11, 2013 at 9:32 am
I could have a 26 year old daughter! Sigh…
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May 24, 2013 at 1:23 am
Really? You don’t look old enough. Er, sound old enough–I mean, your narrative voice, oh you get know what I mean. 😉
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May 24, 2013 at 8:14 am
Immaturity runs in my family! Bahaha! I’ll post a photo of myself. You’ll see. 🙂
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May 24, 2013 at 8:43 am
Oh. My. Gawd…
You should save some of yours and offer it up to him next time. Teach him who’s the boss!! haha…
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May 8, 2013 at 6:23 pm
EWWWWWW! But yeah I do have to teach him…ha ha ha !!
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May 11, 2013 at 7:14 am
He has to be kidding, right???
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May 8, 2013 at 6:28 pm
Sigh, if only…
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May 11, 2013 at 7:14 am