Now, while I enjoy my last vacation day before I go back to work tomorrow, I'd like to leave you with my favorite conversation w/ Lyle. We were driving to Washington DC and everyone else except for the driver (hubby), Lyle and me were asleep. I look back and saw my sister (Lyle's mom) sleeping w/ her mouth open and I pointed it out to Lyle. He started giggling and asks me what we can do. I suggested throwing potato chips, fries and all sorts of food /drinks into her mouth and he readily agreed (of course, we didn't do anything).
Eventually, I suggested that we throw boogers into her mouth. He looked at me, aghast, and said "A-i, your own sister!" and then promptly put his finger up to his nostril and started picking his nose.
Later, when I would retell the story to the others, he would claim that he was feeling uncomfortable with a booger up his nose and that he was trying to get rid of it. He didn't have plans of flicking it into his mom's mouth.
I so love this kid. Maloko talaga, he gets that from me (proud aunt).
Mom, sis and I didn't talk about our issues anymore. Okay na rin, I wasn't ready for a confrontation nor an autopsy. I'd rather just move on.