Iman: momma, wook! issa booger.
Me: Yes dear, let’s get a tissue.
Iman: I eat it?
Me: No! Do not eat that!
[Iman is startled by my reaction, and then understanding dawns on her]
Iman: [nodding sagely] Iss berry spicy.
Out of the noses of babes
Islam, Autism, Mom-ism.
Iman: momma, wook! issa booger.
Me: Yes dear, let’s get a tissue.
Iman: I eat it?
Me: No! Do not eat that!
[Iman is startled by my reaction, and then understanding dawns on her]
Iman: [nodding sagely] Iss berry spicy.
why is it when I read the last line, I imagined Iman having a thick Italian accent???
She would know….:>
I dont remember – were they spicy or tangy? I am too afraid to try now, it was all so long ago…
HAAAAAA! I can so see this! I luff your rugrats. 🙂