Boogers

It was a day like any other day, full of boogers and poopie diapers, but this day was going to be different. This day, we were going to use tissues and potty train. No more pointing fingers at the teacher with slimy green boogers and not a stench in the air of "I made a stinky." Unfortunately, when you're two you don't have these same goals in mind. When you're two everyone is at you're disposal. You own the world and it should be catering to you. However, the world is a big cruel place that will cause you to trip over your own feet, take your toys away, push you off your bike, and make you do things that you just don't want to do. When you're two it is acceptable to throw yourself onto the floor in a big sobbing heap and kick the floor until it listens to you. It is acceptable to scream at the top of your lungs in high pitched squeals just because "I don't want to." Yes, life is indeed rough when you're two. "Teacher, here!" "Gross I don't want your booger, please get a tissue!" "Teacher, here!" "Gross I don't want your tissue, throw it away." "Nooooo, youuu do it noooo, I can't do it!" "Okay, let me know you're done kicking the floor and screaming your head off."