On Aromas...

I'm coming up on month seven of pregnancy, which means that my already-outie (outtie? how the hell do you spell that?) belly button looks like a pig's nose, at least from my angle. It's quite prominent.

Sev and I were going to head down to the pool yesterday. We were already in our swim suits, and I sat in a chair to lather my kid up in sunscreen. As I was sunscreen-ing Sev's arms, I saw her staring intently at my belly button. This lasted more than a couple seconds.

Eventually, I saw that she had come to a conclusion about it. She looked up at me and said, "Your belly button smells like carrots."

On Greenery.

Seven has somehow picked up the nasty habit of eating her boogers. Granted, it only happens once in a blue moon, but YUCK. We were driving home tonight when, from my rear view mirror, I saw her quickly eat something.
I asked what she ate. She said that it was nothing.
I said, "No, seriously, what did you just eat?"
Seven:"...it was just some spaghetti."
Me: "Sev, you didn't just eat your boogers, did you? Because that's super-gross."
Seven: "...no."
Me: "Seven. Did you just eat your boogers?"
Seven: "No! I just ate a little leaf.  ...that came out of my nose."


Sigh.