My Boogers

Yesterday afternoon I was lounging on the couch watching the PGA Championship when Emma came up to me and pointed at my knee and said "knee." I knew that she was aware of the location of her knees but I was a little bit surprised that she is now able to recognize that others also have knees. I decided to test her out and went through the list of body parts that she knows about but having her point to me instead of her. She even has a bit of a sense of humor; when I asked her "where is daddy's belly?" she poked me in the belly and I think she made the Pillsbury doughboy squeal.

So after completing her quiz, she turned and started to walk away. Shana asked Emma "where are daddy's boogers?" and Emma wheeled back around and headed towards me. She stuck out her index finger and attempted to pick my nose. I don't remember having an in-depth conversation on boogers, but Emma has apparently learned of their existence from some other source. Kind of makes me wonder what else she has already picked up without my knowledge.

We have not been keeping up with this blog very well lately. Check back soon for pictures from the rodeo parade on Wednesday.