So I have a few stories today.
Wednesday night Caleb and I were sitting in our home office when I heard a faint whimper. Whoot was in the house and I hadn't seen Joey, so I told Caleb that Joey was outside crying. Caleb walks out to the backyard and of course I hear "ayyeee Joey". This time poor old Joe was not in the pool, but he had fallen in a hole that Whoot has been digging for some time now. The hole was pretty deep but not very wide, so my guess is that Joe just couldn't jump out of it. Poor guy, who knows how long he was stuck in there. I'm tellin' you Whoot is trying to get rid of Joey. I told Caleb that given Whoots tendency to drag Joey around by the tail, he probably was trying to bury him like a dog toy.
Nose Pickers. We have all seen them. All this week at work I have tried my best to get this one little boy to stop picking his nose and eating his boogers. Honestly, mucus grosses me out so bad. So this kid is really pushing me over the edge. Yesterday, toward the end of our school day I finally had enough. He was digging in his nose. I told him to stop and he wouldn't, so I yanked him up and made him use a tissue. apparently he did not know how to blow his nose so I showed him how. When we finally made some progress and blew out a few boogers, the little guy looks at the tissue (which I am holding) and tries to snatch a booger off. Ahhh is that dedication or what? I told him he couldn't have it and I gave him a new tissue. He begins using this new tissue as shown and I am starting to feel good about the whole situation. Later in the day I see he still has this tissue so I told him to go throw it out. He walks over to the trash can and begins SUCKING on the TISSUE! Come on! I was so grossed out I just turned the other way. Does anyone have any suggestions on how to stop this nose picking ?