February 10, 2009

Let Me Wipe Your Nose

I have made a wonderful discovery today. I now know how to make Asher leave me alone.

Now, don't get your knickers in a bunch, I provide all of his needs. He doesn't need to suck down my sweet tea like he just got in from a hike in the Sahara. Simply telling him 'no' only results in high pitched squealing, rapid stomping, and more often that not, a good kick to my shins.

Apparantly all it takes to send him running is to pull out a tissue and threaten to wipe the oil slick of snot that constantly runs from his nose. This is fantastically useful information!

6 comments:

Funny in my mind said...

When they get older they will NOT want your spit to touch their mouths so the tea will be your oyster. Tell them it is healthy tea with special antioxidants, maybe that'll stop them

April said...

That works with my youngest too. All I have to say is "let's wipe your nose" and he hauls ass. I love it!

Alicia @ Oh2122 said...

ROCK! Must try this!

I just lost half my green tea with honey to an ankle biter this morning. (He's my ankle biter, but still!) Then he ate half my toast while demanding to watch Potter Puppet Pals.

If he keeps it up, I may just lose the baby weight after all. (The baby is almost 2. It's time.)

Jenners said...

My son won't run from a tissue but the nasal aspirator is a whole different story!

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Sarah said...

It's the exact opposite here. Munch keeps bringing me tissues to "washit da boogahs." I hate snot.