I have nothing to report from this past week. The weather was crummy and we were all recovering from colds that just wouldn't go away. Poor Finn--his cold was probably the worst and lasted the longest (but not according to Mark), but I think we are finally on the mend.
However, a by-product of this never-ending cold is that Finn discovered how to pick his nose. We are talking finger all the way up to the knuckle and then he likes to pull it out for closer inspection. He has been so stuffed up and congested that I guess he was just looking for a little relief. Either that, or he has learned from watching Mark do it so often (hee, hee). And he will pick his nose anywhere and everywhere. We were waiting to cross the street and this little girl was on her bicycle next to us and she was watching Finn and then she said, "ewww, Daddy, he just ate his booger!" Nice. Thankfully, the light changed and we were able to make a quick escape.
Oh, and his boogers have names. Larry and Carl to be exact. He'll let you meet them too. Just ask.
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You have to stop writing this stuff it is way too funny! I literally was laughing so hard...and then did not want to tell Reese why...because she would copy Finn! LOL
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