don't wanna know

Trey has been trying to pick his nose lately. When Blinn and I notice, we make sure to ask him to stop and that it's gross. He usually just takes his little finger out and complies. Yesterday he tried to pick again. I asked him to please stop and that it's not good manners and gross. He took his finger out of his nose, but this time he looked at me and whispered, "but Mama, I HAVE to". I chose not to engage on this one and ask why.

never fear

Trey woke up at around 5:45 on Monday. I wasn't quite ready to get out of bed, so I brought him into bed with me knowing that he wasn't going to go back to sleep. Blinn had gotten up earlier to do some work in the kitchen. As I expected, Trey didn't go back to sleep, instead he rolled over and said "toonies Mama". So I said okay- this meant I could still lay in bed a bit longer. We watched "toonies" for a bit, and then Trey asked me, "Where Daddy go"?

Mama: Daddy's in the kitchen working.

Trey: Oh, okay. I go help him?

Mama: Sure

Trey: Okay. Toonies- I'll be right back. And off he hustled to the kitchen.