Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Sleeve Juice

As I picked up Brooklyn from school the other day, I noticed that she was chewing on her shirt sleave. Oh no, I thought. Here it starts. The number of times that my own mother had to tell me to stop chewing on my sleeves surely numbered in the thousands.

I should have known, however, that with Brooklyn, a simple "don't do it" wouldn't suffice. She has an answer to everything.

Me: Brooklyn, please stop chewing on your sleeve.
Brooklyn: But Mom, it's so soggy and yummy and juicy!

What do you with a child who unabashedly loves sleeve juice?

8 comments:

Crys said...

Really how do you answer that. Oh my!

Shaun R. said...

I used to do that with my shirts when I was little! I remember thinking it tasted good.

Justin said...

I've never tried chewing on my sleeves...until now! Hmm....soggy, slightly salty, yet satisfying. I'm with Brooky, that is pretty good.

Tanja said...

Kann man dies wirklich vererben? Thank you for this interesting blog ... I learn new things every day :)

Megan Ficek said...

I had no idea that chewing on sleeves might be genetic.

Bruce Richards said...

It's been a while since I chewed on my sleeve, but I do remember it being tastey, but net near as good as cow juice.

Jackie said...

Uggh, Aedan is getting into sleeve juice too! So gross!

Anonymous said...

I've never even heard of sleeve chewing...

Ben