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Booger-Picking Good Time

4 Jun

Recently my son has taken up the hobby of picking his nose. I will admit – I think its hilarious. But of course good parents don’t laugh hysterically when their children pick their nose – they gently tell the child it isn’t socially acceptable. I am apparently not mature enough to deal with this kind of thing yet. Can I get a big HAHAHA!

Maybe its just me… but I find it funny that he runs around the house picking his nose. I do know why he does it though – my husband is constantly picking his own nose (that is not funny.. because he’s not 1 1/2). This evening he even fell asleep while picking his nose. I can’t make this up! He laid in bed picking his nose and once he got bored he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

I’m sure as with everything else that he will grow out of this. Of course I did correct him when he tried to eat his boogers – that’s gross – but otherwise I’m sure it’s just a phase.

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To all the mothers…

12 May
My mom & B

My mom & B

To all the mothers out there – Happy Mothers Day!

We mothers share a special bond. We all remember the 9 months we carried our children in shocking detail, the first cry, the first time we held our precious baby. Unlike those who are not mothers (I’m not saying we are better) we have supersonic hearing for when our child is waking up or getting into trouble. Our smell-o-matic is always on full force as we pick up the smell of a dirty diaper from 10 miles away, and clean up sticky faces in seconds. There is nothing better than waking up to receive the first sloppy baby kiss of the morning or to tend to a ‘boo-boo’ and make it all better.

Our children love us. Not during those adolescent years we all remember going through ourselves – but before and after those years we are loved dearly. Being a child myself, I remember in detail the look on my mothers face when I was in trouble, or her tears when she hugged me in the airport in Munich. I would not be the mother I am today without the guidance and love I received from my own mother. Generation to generation we pass down the love our mothers taught us, hoping someday they are able to love their children as much as we painfully love them.

Its an honor to be a mother and I enjoy every moment. Thank you Mom, for teaching me how to be a wonderful mother.