The Peace Offering

From time to time I recall this entry from November and think "I should post that again just because it a good one." Here it is:

So Divina was eating dinner, very ladylike, when all of the sudden, she starts throwing her spoon and yelling. Oh, no, no, no, this will not do. So I scolded her and she protested, of course. Soon she backed down and I sat there making angry faces at my plate. I looked up at her and she apparently decided a peace offering was in order. She stuck her finger in her nose and brought it out to me. Then she said, with a loving smile, "booger?"

How nice. I'll pass.