{"id":33248,"date":"2008-04-16T14:57:30","date_gmt":"2008-04-16T14:57:30","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/2008\/04\/16\/crusty\/"},"modified":"2008-04-16T14:57:30","modified_gmt":"2008-04-16T14:57:30","slug":"crusty","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/2008\/04\/16\/crusty\/","title":{"rendered":"Crusty"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>A few months back we went through an extended period of illness. It wasn&#8217;t anything extremely serious &#8211; just the boys and I trading sicknesses back and forth. It seemed like every morning at least one of us was hacking and snorting.<\/p>\n<p>One such morning,&nbsp;N&nbsp;(my&nbsp;three-year-old) &nbsp;was rubbing vigorously at his nose. We were sitting at breakfast &#8211; me with my cereal, him with his cheese toast. I watched for a few seconds and then stopped him gently with one hand. &#8220;What&#8217;s going on?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He sighed heavily. &#8220;Crust in my nose&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Blech. You need a tissue?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;From my eye!&#8221; He said, starting to rub again.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Oh yeah?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>He pulled his hand away from his nose, smiling. &#8220;Cheese toast crust!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I looked at his half-eaten cheese toast, then at him. Had he stuck toast up his nose? I couldn&#8217;t tell.<\/p>\n<p>He caught me looking and burst out laughing.<\/p>\n<p>Sigh. I went back to eating my cereal.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>A few months back we went through an extended period of illness. It wasn&#8217;t anything extremely serious &#8211; just the boys and I trading sicknesses back and forth. It seemed like every morning at least one of us was hacking and snorting. One such morning,&nbsp;N&nbsp;(my&nbsp;three-year-old) &nbsp;was rubbing vigorously at his nose. We were sitting at [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2}},"categories":[122,119],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-33248","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-daddytales-n","category-daddytales-funny"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/s6DpYi-crusty","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/33248","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=33248"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/33248\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=33248"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=33248"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.pat-matthews.com\/stories\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=33248"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}