Isabel and I are marvelous phlegm machines. We sit around all day, drinking milk and water and weak tea and converting it all into phlegm. I serve mine up in crumpled tissues that overflow the wastebaskets, drift around on the floors, and burrow into the couch cushions. Isabel can't be bothered with such artifice and simply lets hers flow down her
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For blowing his nose, he is sometimes mollified into allowing it if I show myself doing it first (faking it on the facial tissue i'll use with him). If he's not into it, I sometimes ram it on there anyway (moving with his head and/or slightly holding his head) and squeeze the whole nose to see what I can coax out. Er, but in a nice way.
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Love to you all ~Tanya~
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