Yesterday we had Stake Conference in a big basketball auditorium on the campus of Texas State University. They actually created a new stake and then added wards from several other stakes to make up for the units we had lost to the new stake. Very interesting stuff.
Anyway, as we were sitting in our padded seats that were way more comfy and roomy than the Marriott Center (not a judgement, just an observation), we pulled out our small tupperware container full of treats for Ty (pretzels, Life cereal, etc.). As we were trying to listen, Ty was eating, occasionally putting a piece of pretzel or cracker up to our mouths. Absently, trying to hear the speaker, we would open our mouths and let him feed us. Hey--it kept him quiet, okay?
All of a sudden I hear a whisper, "Sally! Sally!"
I turn and see Brad washing down water from a water bottle, with a look of sheer panic on his face. I can tell he wants to scream, or at the very least bolt from his chair.
"What?!" I say, a little worried that he's about to make a scene.
Only because of his sheer determination, I can tell Brad has calmed himself down and with one last shudder, returns to normal.
"What?!" I whisper again, curious by now as to what caused his little "episode."
"Ty was feeding me little pieces of cracker and pretzel, when I noticed he put something else in my mouth that had a different texture. I ate it, and then asked him what it was."
That was when Ty looked up at his daddy with a big grin and said, "It's a booger!"