quidnunc

[turnergirl]

Whenever I think of snot I imagine little green bubbles protruding from the crusty nose of a 3 year old. They grow and shrink with each breath of the child until they finally pop, unacknowledged by the toddler. ooh ooh, and their grimy stubby little fingers that they stick into their gaping maws, and then tangle around your recently washed hair followed by the inevitable tug that sends pain throughout your scalp and neck.

I'm glad I'm an aunt of two children that live 7 hours from me.