The three of us (Gina, Eli and me) were sitting around that table while Eli ate his dinner. Gina and I were talking about my upcoming prelim exams for my PhD program at Michigan....so it was a fairly mature conversation. Eli was just watching us talk and decided he wanted to participate. Here's how it went:
Me (to Gina): so, I just have to know the IS literature like the back of my hand and be able to demonstrate to my professors that...(interrupted by Eli)
Eli: Daddy, Daddy!
Me: Yes, buddy.
Eli: Daddy at my school the tell me....they....buguz we should not....I...I...I was in the tot lot...Daddy, I should not pick my nose.
Me: (puzzled) That's right, buddy. You should not pick your nose.
He just wanted to be included, so we tabled the prelim talk for a while.
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