Gage came into the bathroom this morning, holding kleenex and said,
"Mommy, will you rocket my nose because I'm all snocked up."
That's Gage-speak for: Mommy, will you help me blow my nose because it is stopped up.
Yes. SNOCKED UP. How cute is that?
And yes, we "rocket" his nose, where I count down 3-2-1-Blast-Off! and he blows as hard as he can.
Oh, the things we come up with as mothers!
...and Oh, the things kids come up with as well!
I love it.