Kai: Momma, Brooklyn picks her nose.
Me: Kai, everyone picks their nose.
Kai: Well, she picks her nose a lot. And she doesn't wash her hands.
Keegan: I pick MY nose. And I don't wash MY hands.
Kai: Keegan, Brooklyn picks her nose and doesn't wash her hands AND the teacher sees her.

The boys came to the top of the basement stairs giggling. After I saw them, I asked if they would come down so I could take a picture. Here's what I captured:

If the glasses look familiar, you might remember this post.