Two years ago, if you would have asked me what I would do if a small human rubbed snot across my forehead, I'm guessing that, of all the possible reactions I would have had, I would have NOT predicted that I would laugh. It's more likely that I would have predicted anger and revulsion. But mostly revulsion, because of my anal, germaphobe ways.
Fast forward to today.
Tonight, while I was on the phone with her godmother, Monkey decided to give me a kiss. She leaned in, and basically dragged her adorable snot-filled nose across my forehead as she tired to reach me...
I was both grossed out, and entranced by this gooey gesture of love. I was also laughing so hard I had to get off the phone.
I mean, seriously, how can I think both "awwwww" and "euwwwwww" at the same time? And the answer is, perspective. It's all about who gives you the snot.
Now, if I could just get that perspective without a side order of a sore throat, swollen glands, a headache and a sniffle, I'd be set.
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