Every night he dictates exactly what sort of pre-sleep affection he will be requiring for the evening. Tonight it was the standard kiss and a hug (not to be confused with a hug and a kiss--a whole different matter entirely), with a raspberry on the neck thrown on the end. So he gets his kiss, then hug, and as I go in for the raspberry, he holds his finger up and tells me to hang on. You know, that little "wait a minute" sign. At least I think that's what he's doing with his finger pointed up. I ask what's up and he says, "I have this boogie stuck on my finger". (shows said boogie to me) "Hold on, I have to put it back."
And yes, folks, he put it back. Right back where he found it. Somewhere half way up his nostril.