Say It Ain't So . . .

I heard words from the backseat this afternoon that I could have gone through my children's entire childhood without hearing.  In any event, it's too late now so I figured that I may as well preserve the memory in case it might come in handy later--for bribery, a good laugh or both!

As is the case these days, Marci was taking great pleasure in annoying her brother in the back seat of the car this afternoon.  As is the case these days, I was doing my best to tune out the two of them while imagining myself alone on a beach somewhere with a low-calorie-but-still-delicious frozen drink in my hand in a sweat-proof glass.  When all of sudden, I'm jolted from my daydream by the following:

"Marci, stop rubbing your boogers on my booster seat!"