Quote of the Day:
“Boogers.” (laughter) “Boogers!” (more laughter) “Boogers!!! “(hysterical) –the Little Scamp
It was a milestone moment at TB’s house last night. The Little Scamp, already showing signs of a strange and wonderful sense of humor in other ways, looked up at me mischievously. “Booger.” I stifled my natural response to laugh, and instead looked down upon her sternly. “That’s not a nice word.” Nonplussed, she was, “Boogers!” I tried to ignore her, to deprive her of whatever response she hoped to provoke. I knew better than to encourage this new, clumsy attempt in shock value humor. But the LS is persistent. “Boogers, Daddy! Say Boogers!” I just walked away, her devilish laughter burning in my ears. “Daddy doesn’t use that word, LS.” And I don’t.
The truth is, it IS, kind of a funny word. Even if she probably doesn’t know what a booger is yet. Actually, that makes it funnier. Besides that, I don’t know another word for booger. Is there some scientific term? Is there a way to describe the booger in polite society without actually saying it? What did Jesus call boogers? If I knew these things, perhaps I could combat this little antisocial experiment the LS is conducting. And if there is nothing to replace the offending word, if there is really nothing wrong with it but my own hangups, maybe I should just let her win this little battle. Maybe when I get home today and she says, in the deepest tonal octave she can manage, “say Booger”, maybe I’ll just say it. And then we’ll laugh. After all, it really is kind of funny.
Bonus Quote of the Day:
“You’ve got the brain of a four-year-old boy, and I bet he was glad to get rid of it.” —Groucho Marx, from Horsefeathers