Baby Monitor Theatre . . .

Okay, I'm sitting at the computer and my sweet husband is feeding and putting Claire down for the night in the nursery. I can hear him over the baby monitor telling her sweet little things, rocking her, singing and general merriment. And then I hear "Now Claire, you can pick your nose, but you can't pick your father and you can't pick your father's nose." Oh the things a girl should know . . .

UPDATE: I was just summoned to the nursery and I said "So you can pick your nose, but you can't pick your father and you can't pick your father's nose?" and he said

"No, that isn't what I said. I said "you can pick your nose, and you can pick your father's nose but you you can't pick your father."

"Okay" I giggle.

"Wait, there's more, stop laughing these are important life lessons here. Then I told her "You can pick your nose, and you can pick your friends, but you can't pick your friends' noses." What? these are things she needs to know."

I am laughing at this point.

"What?" he says.

"Nothing, very sweet."

I then left the room before I got a chance to ask what he said to do about Mommy's nose. I think he will let me know once he reads this post . . .