Boogers....

When you have 5 kids you are going to run into an occasional booger. Or, a lot of them. When Jack picks his nose he at least understands it is socially un-acceptable so he covers his picking hand with his other hand. I'm guessing he doesn't think anyone knows what he his doing behind that hand covering his nose. Hmmm... All these nose picking, germ touching, kid playing hands and their reluctance to soap up and insistence on touching their sister resulted in poor Presley getting her first cold. I was awoken at 2 am listening to her snorting and trying to breathe. Poor girl. She was up a lot because of all her snot. The bulb syringe and her are doing some serious bonding time. Lovely. And right when she was actually sleeping through the night. I'm talking 9-5. Glorious hours that my body needs to produce cortisol---the belly fat fighting hormone. Which I'm in desperate need of. My pants are still gathering dust on my closet shelves. I'm tired of wearing the same 3 outfits repeatedly. I've changed a lot of things in my life to remedy the situation. In fact, I've found 2 new addictions that I couldn't live without. I could, but I'd just be really hungry.

I wish my body back to it's pre-pregnancy state instantly. Unfortunately my fairy godmother seems to be on vacation so I'll have to continue with this whole diet/exercise regime. Bleh. I'm hoping by springtime I can emerge from this cocoon I'm contained in and turn into my regular self.

Here's one of the booger culprits:

Now that he's going on the toilet by himself (and refuses help) I'm afraid of what germs he is going to start spreading next. Thank goodness for the Rotovirus vaccine given to Presley. Don't get me wrong, he washes his hands after he uses the bathroom. But He does it, without help. Maybe I should invest in a Costco size bottle of Germ-X.