Though closely related to the Boogie man, kids never got too worried about a visit from the Booger man.

Who hasn’t heard the phrase, “Kids say the darnedest things?” As my little girl continues to leave toddlerhood and enter the preschool phase, her outlook on life and the way she interprets it ceases to amaze me. This evening, Quinn, her father and I were driving home from a restaurant, and she said, “I need a tissue! I have a boogie in my nose!” I let her know that we’d get her a tissue as soon as we got home, which was just about ten minutes away. Moments later, she informed us that she was all better and could breathe again.

“It’s okay! The boogie’s gone now.” When her dad asked where the boogie went, she responded, “He went to be with his family.” Of course, I don’t want her thinking it’s acceptable to use her finger without a tissue to get rid of a “little nose blockage;” nevertheless, I couldn’t help but chuckle to myself as I asked her where the rest of his family was. To that inquiry, she never gave a direct answer, so now I’m wondering if there is a family of boogies somewhere hiding in my car.

All the best,

Tanya