Tonight as I was tucking Aubrey into bed she asked me to read her a story. I grabbed a short little board book from her shelf called, “What is Easter?” It is a precious book that talks about Jesus’ death and resurrection in a poem format, very suitable for young children. I was beginning to get all warm and fuzzy when Aubrey cheered, “Hooray!” with the followers celebrating at Jesus’ tomb. I read the last sentence of the book, and turned to look lovingly into Aubrey’s eyes. But I couldn’t.
Because she had her index finger TWO KNUCKLES deep in her right nostril.
“AUBREY!” I exclaimed.
“Gah! I’m not gonna eat it, Momma! Duh!”
Sweet Lord in Heaven, help me.