Recent conversation with London as she was cleaning her brother's ride-on fire engine:London: I'm cleaning this 'cause it's dirty. There was a booger right there.
Me: Did you say a "booger"?
London: Yes, right there. (pointing to spot) Kirby put it there.
Me: (laughing) I don't think Kirby knows how to pick his nose yet.
London: (silence)
Daddy: I'm sorry. WHERE is the booger?
London: It's gone.
Daddy: What do you mean "it's gone"?
London: It flew away.
Me: (laughing harder) It flew away?
London: Yeah.
Me: Because you flicked it?
London: Yeah!
Daddy: I'm sorry...what?!?!
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