For two years I have tried my hardest to get this little girl to blow her nose.
Me: Honey, get your finger out of your nose and grab a tissue. Mommy will help you blow it.
F: ::scampers to the tissue box grabbing at least three and running back::
Me: Okay, close your lips real tight and blow real hard out of your nose.
Pretend you're swimming and blow bubbles with your nose.
Squnich your nose really tight and push those boogs out.
Pretend you're Gunny Boy (the dog for those that don't know) and you're out in the back yard sniffing for a bone.
.....and every other made up analogy to get her to "push the boogs out of the nose!"
I've just about given up and no longer ask her to blow her nose. Waste of her time and mine. We wipe and wipe and wipe but it never solves the boog issue. Her lip gets chapped from all the wiping when she gets the sniffles, kind of a trademark if you will.
This morning we're lounging on the couch before getting school. She sneezed and I told her to go and grab herself a Kleenex. What does this little booger (pun fully intended) do? The perfect little blow on her own into the tissue.
I did a double take. She stood there with a shiteating grin on her face. Because she knew. My arms went up in the air we jumped and danced and I told her I couldn't believe she's been holding out on me for so long. A mere days before turning 3, she masters a simple nose blow. Amazing.
She showed off through 4 more Kleenexes her nose blowing skillz. If this is glimpse into what 3 has to offer, sign me up!