This morning.
When my son woke up…from a congested, snoring, runny nosed sleep.
In MY bed.
On MY pillow…
He was covered in thick, goopy, yellow and green boogars.
So was MY bed.
And MY pillow.
And my hair.
And t-shirt.
(mental note to self: Change bed…TODAY. And, perhaps a shower would be a good idea, as well.)
After he had been awake for a bit.
And the boogars had time to crust and cling to his face…
He began to play with one in particular, that was stuck to his neck…below his right ear.
He refused to let my husband or me…pick it off.
I LOVE to pick boogars…just not my own.
OK, fine…when I have a cold and wake up with crusty boogars around my nostrils…THOSE are fun to pick off….
ANYWAY…enough about me…
He told us that we had to leave it alone.
And he made introductions.
“Mommy. Daddy. This is Bobby.”
“Bobby?” we asked him, in unison. (So sweet…hubby and I, we’re on the same wavelength)
“Yeah. Bobby. The boogar. And you aren’t going to take him off my neck. He wants to stay there until I take a bath. Can I keep him?”
So…
We did what any parent would do.
We patted Bobby and told him we were happy to meet him. Although, I admit…I DID try to pick him off…until I realized Bobby was REALLY STUCK there. Bobby the boogar and my son…they already made an attachment…*snort*
Well…
This morning. After he had been awake for a while longer. And the two of them were even more attached…
I took him to the doctors…which yes, they have Sunday hours!!
BTW…my son has strep. Son does my step-son. Life. Is. Grand.
And, in the light of the waiting room…which is MUCH brighter than in my house…
I took a picture of Bobby the Boogar.
So…bloggy friends and family,
I’d like to introduce you to the newest member of our family…
Bobby the boogar.
I think…he isn’t going anywhere. Because…he is SUPER ATTACHED to my son…
And my son is SUPER ATTACHED to Bobby the boogar…
So, instead of an invisible friend.
Or a pet rock.
My son has…
a pet boogar.
SIGH
Well anyway…
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omg hilarious. A pet boogar. LMAO!
really funny blog!
I think this is a first for me. A pet booger… that’s hilarious.
This is why I love BOYS!!!!
You posted an actual booger pic. I bow to you . . .
I just lose my appetite for dinner. My squishy waistline is thankful, but my mouth not so much.
Now that I am all invested in this booger I MUST know how it ends! I will need closure, or else I will be wondering about Bobby for the rest of my life…just like that chess kid, Bobby Fischer, that was a prodigy and then was never seen again…the booger, Bobby, that came into a family’s life, and then disappeared…
So cool boys! Mine has a pet dog that is invisible since I’m allergic! But yes keep us posted on this new friend.
eeeeeeeew! omg…so gross…and i love it! thanks for the laugh!
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