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Kenny is a nose-picker.  I know that all kids at this age probably are, but he gets into it with such gusto that he actually zones out sometimes when he’s got a good one.  Fortunately, he has a pretty good sense of humor about it, too.

I will say, “Ya goin’ fishin’ Kenny?” 

“Yep!” he’ll reply, with a smile, “Catchin’ a big one, too!”

When he learned the names of his fingers (thumb, ring finger, etc.), he held up the pointer finger on his right hand and said, “This is my pointer, but it’s really my picker finger!” and cackled about it for the rest of the day.

Today I was clipping his nails and when I got to said finger, he shouted, “Mama!  Not too short!  That’s my picker finger!!”  I stopped mid-clip and re-adjusted, giving him a little more nail to spare.  He inspected it.  “Whew,” he said.  “I needed that.”