Mommy’s Nose is Scary
Check out Emerson from Canada. The 5.5 month old baby goes ape when his mom blows her nose, conveying both fear and delight.
Check out Emerson from Canada. The 5.5 month old baby goes ape when his mom blows her nose, conveying both fear and delight.
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I hate blowing my nose, because the omly thing that ever comes out is brain matter. And the occasional earwig.
that was crippling – the fear on that baby’s face made me afraid
not being able to see the mother’s nose made me wonder if some long projectile emerged while she blew it