(buckle your seat belt, this is an actual conversation we had this morning…)
Me (knowing fully well I will regret asking): "What, honey?"
S: "You know the Coke machines in the lunchroom? You gotta pass by them everyday to turn in your lunch tickets…"
Me: "Yeah." (Did someone say "Coke"???? 🙂 )
S: "It’s really gross! Gannon wiped a booger on the Dr. Pepper button and it’s still there!"
Me (turning green): "WHAT?!?!"
S: "Yeah, he’s not even at our school anymore, and it’s STILL THERE!"
Me (incredulous it’s still there): "Well, a truly servant thing to do would be to get a rag and clean it…"
T, chiming in: "Mom, it’s not coming off, it’s been there like THREE YEARS!"
Me (wondering if any ADULT knows about this, or instead–and surely more likely–has been blindly pressing a crusty-mucus- ickified Dr. Pepper button for years now): "…a very WET rag…!"
T (with a classic conversation ender and why I HAD to blog this): "But, Mom…it’s a signature booger."
p.s. And for anyone who read yesterday’s post, no, this is NOT what I was hoping to "write well"….