While listening to Peter read today, I was shocked when he suddenly slapped his own hand.

Me: Peter, why did you slap yourself?
Peter: I picked my nose. Daddy told me to slap my hand every time I pick my nose.
Me: (speechless and trying to hold back laughter)
Peter: I pick my nose a lot, so I slap myself a lot.

When he cracked a smile, I could no longer hide it, and we all burst into laughter. Where does that little boy come up with this stuff? And this from Mister I’m Not a Clown!