The booger wall

The other evening I was lying with CJ in his bed, having just finished reading the third and final bedtime story, when my eyes focused on the wall beside us.

The white wainscoting was dotted with a varied assortment of streaky, juicy, dried-up, greenish, brown, some large and others small boogers.

Yep, you heard me right. My house has a booger wall. A wall o’ boogers. Boogidy boogery wall. No matter how you say it, it still sounds bad.

Rejoice that the booger wall does not reside in YOUR clean home.

I will claim it.

Because for me, the booger wall brings less feelings of disgust and more of nostalgia.

I watch CJ, comfortably reclining on his pillow, finger firmly lodged up a nostril. He pulls out a booger and instinctively wipes it on the wall. It’s second-nature… a sort of primal ritual… soothing, comforting, spanning the space between wakefulness and sleep.

As I watch him, time blurs and I am young again, lying in my childhood bed. The room is dark with only the silvery light from the moon shining through my window. I am sleepy, my eyes drifting between open and shut. My finger finds its way up my nose where its slowly works… twisting, scratching, prodding in an odd act of comfort and cleansing.

With a strange satisfaction I pull my finger from my nose and run it along the wall beside my bed, depositing the slimy contents against the flowered wallpaper.

I roll over, scrunch up the pillow, and drift off to sleep.

I know it’s a bizarre and gross confession, but the fact is that I had a booger wall. And now CJ has a booger wall.

And this booger wall that resides in my house just down the hall from my bedroom and right beside the head of my darling son… well, it doesn’t bother me as much as you might expect.

I find it oddly comforting. A link between CJ and I. Irrefutable proof that he is mine and we are from the same mold…

…even if that mold is rather slimey.

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