What are older sisters for?

Our two-year-old has discovered boogers. Thankfully, it took her longer than her older sisters, but I’m afraid the discovery has now been made.

But she just couldn’t figure out what to do with them. Once a booger was retrieved, she would walk around with it on her outstretched finger, saying, “Got a booger.” I usually took it off with a kleenex, and that was that. I was just happy she wasn’t eating them.

The other day, Matt and I were in the back making a big calendar for me for school, and the girls were playing in the other room. We could still hear them, and we heard the most interesting conversation take place between our 2-year-old and our 5-year-old (who, since becoming FIVE, feels that it is her job to guide her sisters into the full-fledge adulthood that she has now attained):

2-year-old: Got a booger.

5-year-old: Sweetie, do you know what you’re supposed to do with boogers?

2-year-old: No. Got a booger.

5-year-old: Here. This is what you do with boogers. You get one out, and then. . .[here there was a pause in the conversation] . . . See? Isn’t that tasty?

Now, the 5-year-old has been broken (for the most part) of eating boogers for a little bit now. But I guess she felt that since the 2-year-old had never yet experienced it, she needed to direct her in the way that all children must go. :)

Thank you, dear 5-year-old. :)

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