The Booger Incident

On Tuesday night I was sitting on the floor and Declan was sitting sortof on my lap looking at me. He said he needed a Kleenex and touched his nose. When I leaned away from him the grab the Kleenex box he fell toward me a little. As I sat back forward he started laughing and said there was a booger in me. He's looking toward my collar so I'm looking down.

"There's a booger on me?"

"Yay! Ha ha ha ha ha ha."

I keep looking and don't see anything. 

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha boo-ger ha ha ha ha ha ha!"

"Declan. Is there a booger on me?"

"Yay. Ha ha ha ha ha ha. A booger. Ha ha ha ha!"

"Seriously? There's a booger on me?"

Then he reaches toward me. Not toward my collar but toward my jawline and grabs the sticky little round booger.

"Here! A booger! Ha ha ha!"

I take the Kleenex and grab the booger and with full belly laughs tell Declan "I can't believe you stuck a booger on me!"

And he laughs some more.