this week i have picked the existential theme in being a toddler. eat dirt, eat rocks and eat boogers. (gross, i know) however every toddler has a picking problem. they all do it, dig for gold. one of the ways that i've curtailed lulu's obsession with trying to play with her brain is constantly just pulling her finger out of there.
after a while, that didn't work. then i did the whole "ewwww that's gross" charade and that didn't work - either. she chased me with it. thanks kid as if you couldn't gross me out anymore, you just did. lulu one, mummy zero. so then i knew i had to think of another, creative way, to get this nose picking problem under control. we need to have a 1-800 number for picking noses. they have them for pest control, ghost busters, everything under the sun. so why can't they have a 1-800 direct line for suggestions on how to get a nose picker under control. it's like AA meetings for obsessive compulsive picking. hey! i think i'm on to something here, don't you? (just answer with a yes, and i won't sick lulu on you with one of her big greeners).
while perusing the shelves at the book store one day, i came across an intriguing title; "Parker Picks". well let me tell you, this baby was bang on! have you ever heard that old wives tale about if you pick your nose too much that you're finger will get stuck? i was THAT mum making those snarky comments, "lulu if you keep picking your nose your finger will get stuck". of course she just rolled her eyes and acted like i was an alien with 100 eyes and she wasn't sure which eye to stare at while thinking that i'm a crazed lunatic.
well, i cracked this baby open and started reading it. how absolutely disgusting, hilarious, and extremely thought provoking all in one. this was it, it was my answer to fixing this picking problem.