Written by Christopher Null on August 29th, 2006

More conversations I never thought I’d have. (The three-year-old was in the back seat, and I was driving.)

Zoe: “Hey, take this!”
Me: “What?”
Zoe: “It was in my nose!”
Me: “What! What is it?”
Zoe: “I wanna throw it away!”
Me: “Uh… hang on. Uh… don’t wipe it on anything! What is it!”
Zoe: “It’s white!”
Me: “Uh… uh… is it soft?”
Zoe: “Yeah, I wanna throw it away!”
Me: “Ok, ok. Just hang on until we get there.”

Turns out it was a ball of lint… wet and nasty lint, but probably the best possible outcome.


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