We’ve been fighting the nose-picking battle with our four year old. It seems like every time I turn around, he’s fishing boogers out of his nose and eating them. We’ve tried to gently encourage him to stop, but yesterday it got the better of me.
“That is so disgusting,” I said. “You’ve got to stop. If people see you doing that, they’re going to want to stay away. You don’t want that, do you?”
“No,” he said.
“Then stop. It’s just yucky. If you have to pick your nose, do it in private and put the boogers in a tissue.”
“But Daddy,” he said. “They taste good!”
I couldn’t help but laugh at that one. “Well,” I said. “Maybe if you ask real nice, your momma will cook some booger-flavored food for dinner.”
“Could she do that?”
“I’m not sure, but I think she probably could. She’s a really good cook.”