Parker likes to pick his nose. And he's not shy about it at all.
So, this weekend as I'm changing his diaper (a task he soon won't require any longer) he sticks his finger in my nose. And gives it a wiggle.
And then he says:
"Dada has grass in nose."
Grass, I say?
"Yeah. Savannah."
I have a savannah in my nose?
"Yeah. Elephants live there."
3 comments:
Parker is not even two, right? he knows about the indigenous environment of the elephant...?
Yep and yep.
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