Yesterday we were taking N to his friend's house so they could hit the road to their trailer park living near the dam. It's become a Sunday afternoon routine. It's not one we like, but we know it must be done.
On the way yesterday N and I heard "ewe, stinky!" Come from the backseat. Since I was driving that left N to investigate.
He found his daughter pointing her finger with a boogie on it.
She went digging for gold and actually got something. He got her a tissue and then turned to me and said, "she makes me so proud. I'm so glad I was home to watch her find her first one."
I'm glad he was home too. I'm still a little grossed out by it.
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