Bits and pieces from the astoundingly normal life of Paul Carlisle Kletchka

Monkey:  Daddy!  Look at my finger!  (holds out her index finger, which has something on the end of it that looks like a horrible blood blister)

Me:  (with a look of horror on my face)  What is that?!?!

Monkey:  (scraping the horror from her finger into my hand)  It came out of my nose.

She happily skipped away, singing a sweet little song…

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