Yesterday morning, Wesley came into my bedroom with a big booger on his finger. The conversation went as follows:
George: Whatcha got there?
Wesley: A booger. [with a huge grin on his face]
George: Where’d ya get it?
Wesley: From my nose! [with a look of disgust at my ignorance]
[George looks away for a moment and when he looks back there is no more booger.]
George: Where’d your booger go?
Wesley: I didn’t eat it! [with a serious look on his face]
George: Did you out it in the carpet?
Wesley: I did a trick!
George: You did a trick?
Wesley: Yeah, I did a trick!
George: Do I need to vaccuum the floor now?
Wesley: Yeah. [with a sheepish grin]
Three-year-olds can certainly do some amazing tricks!