So I was walking down the hall to put some laundry away in the boy's room where Brayden has been laying around with a sore throat and some sniffles. I haven't heard much from him all day cause it hurts to talk so it really caught my attention when he called my name. I thought for sure he had something important to tell me. He says "Mom. I had a fly go right up my nose so I had to teach him a lesson. I just blew him right out and I'm sure he got snot stuck all over him! That'll teach him right?" Ahhh...the brilliance of a five year old.
