I'm not sure where they've learnt it but The Little Bugs seem to think nostril tidbits are a delicacy.
I did not teach them this obscene habit so I'm left to assume it's either built into their DNA or Mr. Right taught them. Probably the former. Most definitely the former because Mr. Right has never done such a horrific thing and I'm sure he's equally horrified to read me publicly suggest it.
It's so disgusting I can hardly write about it.
But I shall.
Today The Pirate sneezed out something gruesome. While I was running to the bathroom to grab 2-feet of toilet paper I saw him touch it with his finger and lick. My stomach's turning at the thought.
After his face had been properly cleaned I gathered the Little Bugs around and with my most loving mommy voice I boldly lied, "Look buddy, and you others, if you eat the yuckies from your nose you'll get sick. Don't eat it."
"OK" The Pixie peeped.
"Fine" The Princess pouted.
"Yeah! " The Pirate proclaimed, "If I eat my boogers I get sex!"
So there.
Mr. Right may have taught 'em to eat it.
But I taught 'em what you get if you do.