Sometimes I walk into a room and hear parts of conversations and immediately know I should just turn around and leave. It happens a lot at our house. Today should have been a “keep walking” day but curiosity got the best of me. 

Lately my eight year old has been bothered by having dry eyes. Today I walked in on him explaining to his father how this dry eye epidemic has come about. 

“This is what I think happened. I had a bad cold awhile ago and lots of boogers. I think I picked out the King Booger and no more came after that because I got the King. Unfortunetly, now I have dry eyes because of it. Because I got the King…”

I don’t know. This could be the title of my next children’s book. If it is and it becomes a hit I’m sure I will be able to afford to take him to the doctor for those dry eyes.