My baby's got a bit of a cold, so I was rocking with him near bedtime and we were have such a nice cuddle fest that I didn't bother to stop rocking when he started falling asleep. Before he could totally conk out, though, he had a massive slurpy/stuffy/snotty-nose sniffing attack. You know, when you need to blow your nose but instead just sniff and snuff for a long moment to suck it all back up.
I whispered: I can get you a tissue, Honey Pot.
Monsoon whispered (half asleep): No, Mommy.. I just like the taste of boogers.
I never thought I'd miss the days when he handed me a green slimeball after a particularly juicy sneeze.