“Heer” Henry says as he turns his head sideways and points to my nose.
“Hear?” I ask. “We hear with our ears.” I tell him and turn my head so he can see my ears.
“No he-er” he says, and he turns my head back so that I am facing him, scoots very close to my face, looks sideways up my nose, and jams his finger into the tip of my nose.
“Baby, no, we hear with our ears.” I say and I move his hand off of my nose and put it on his ear.
“NOSE HAIR” he yells and shoves his finger right up my nose.
1 comment:
lol...what a stinker! A smart one at that!
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