Boogers.. boogers..

When you are raising kids, it's valuable to have listened to your mum when you were young. I hope my mom listened to my grandparents, too. Passing childrearing wisdom from generation to generation becomes very important. For instance, "Who ate up the whole chicken?" I can, but eventually I realise it's energy misdirected.

When my attitude was bad, as a kid, my mom used to say, "I can't wait until you have your own kid." Yeah, right.

"It'll be all different when I have my own kids," I'd say. I was an idiot. Parents wait for that day. And they love to rub it in.

Now, how many times have I said, "Who didn't flush the toilet?" when I know exactly who didn't.

"Who put the boogers on the wall? Who's wiping the boogers all over the wall!"

During one new year eve, my daughter went through this phase where she'd pick her nose and wipe it anywhere. My wife, like a real smart parent, said "You know, you can eat those things!"

At least dragon wasn't wiping stuff on the wall. But I'd heard my daughter said, "That's a huge booger mummy, and it got a nose hair sticking on it.."