Mama was driving and I was silent and pensive in the back seat as I gazed out the car window at the rain.
Mama said, “Finny, you’re so quiet. What’re you thinking about back there?”
I looked at Mama and pointed to my nose: “Boogers.”
Posted on March 4th, 2011 by Scott Granneman
Filed under: toddlerhood
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