Sitting at the breakfast table eating cereal:
Lillian (holding something small in her fingers): My booger keeped an eye on me last night while I was sleeping.
Mommy: O-kay.
Lillian: Now the booger smells like breakfast (puts it in her mouth).
Mommy: No! Don't eat your boogers.
Lillian: It was just a Cheerio.
Mommy is still unsure what just happened.
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