I Also Pick My Nose

A simple cold is again plaguing the lungs of my sweet boy with asthma.  Cough medicine, albuterol, and pulmacort seem to be doing little.  After a coughing fit of more than 30 minutes, I brought him into our room to sleep propped up with us to see if he could stop coughing and get to sleep.  After another 30 minutes, I realized that he was not sucking his thumb, and thought I would give him permission to do so in hopes that it would help him sleep (the rule is that he can only suck the thumb in his room at night).  After a few minutes of sucking his thumb, my sweet Ry looked up at me groggily, and said, "Mommy, I also pick my nose".  Meaning that to get the full effect of the soothing thumb, he had to have thumb in mouth and pointer finger in nose.  Oh goodness did I belly laugh.  It was so funny and he was SO serious.  Of course I told him to go ahead.  Being a mom is such a joy.