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I am an avid basketball freak show and one may think that this post is way off track from the baby game but I have a confession to make.  Hi, my name is Anne and I am addicted to boogers.  The hospital never should have sent us home with that squishy blue bulb.  Granted, we should have listened at the time the nurse explained that the aspirator could make boogers worse and be quite irritating to the poor child's nose.  So i took that as doctrine and avoided the sucker at all costs.  When my son was afflicted with a bat in the cave, I could merely just pick it out with my own nail.  Why did you do that?, you ask. It is because I have now checked myself into Nose Cleaners and Aspirators Anonymous. When you spend 70 % of the time interacting with someone where you are constantly looking up their nose, you begin to notice things.  And you are faced with this insane desire to remove it.  At first, fingernails and the tips of cotton swabs did the trick.  It was almost a game, to see if you could get that little sucker out, a sweet victory if it was a big one.  Then I broke down and used the nasal aspirator for one that was wayyy deep in there.  Talk about fun! (Yeah this is how a SAHM gets her kicks nowadays)  In one fell swoop I got that little guy out and I know that my son could certainly breathe so much better for the next several hours.  He actually smiles when you come at him with the aspirator, so that adds an element of fun to the game. I feel that I have reached a new level when I think, well his nose is just full and get a little twinge of excitement to work them out for him. 
Please help me NCAA.