Put It Back Where You Got it From!

So...as Ty and I were sitting in the drive through at KFC, I turned around to see him shoving a booger into my face. He tells me to look at what he found and asked where to put it. At this time I am trying to place an order so I tell him to wait just a minute. Impatient is my son's middle name, so he just tells me that it is OK and that he will just put it back where he got it from, his nose.

As I was laughing hysterically, I pondered on what other choices he could have made: 1. eat it; 2. put it on his shirt; 3. flick onto the floor; or 4. rub it on his car seat. I must say that I am quite pleased with his choice and decided to tell him good job. I know, I know, I should have told him that boogers go on a tissue but come on, how genius is that? Einstein!