Whenever Mason picks his nose we say, "Mason, that's gross!" ...to the point where he has a routine. He places his finger up as far as it goes and then tells us, "gross, gross, gross!" (It's very endearing.)

Cindy was driving in the car with both kids in back. She heard Mason proclaing, "gross"...over and over. She kept saying, "yes, picking your nose is gross" but that didn't seem to appease him. Finally she turned around to notice that he wasn't in fact picking his nose. He was pointing at his sister...who was picking her nose.