"Mommy, there's something wrong with my nose."
I looked up at Oldest. "What do you mean?"
"There's something weird happening when I blow my nose." She paused for a moment, and then announced with certainty, "I think it's a curse or something."
"When I blow my nose, it...there's... A bubble comes out when I try to blow my nose."
"That's called a snot bubble. It happens. It's not a curse."
"Oh. Okay." With that, Oldest skipped out of the room.
Where do they come up with this stuff?