I had
several questions on yesterday’s post about
The Big
Nose!!
It’s
amazing the things some people—no, let me back up—the things some kids
will do for entertainment. Especially long ago and far away, before computer
games and television.
Mr. D
grew up in a rural area. Not a full‑blown farm, but close enough: a big garden,
a milk cow, chickens, and five kids who had to invent their own fun because
“entertainment” meant using your imagination.
Somewhere
in all that country creativity, a strange family talent emerged. To this day, I
have no idea how it started, but Mr. D and several of his siblings developed
the uncanny ability to spread their nostrils. Not flare—spread.
Each nostril moves like it has its own little brain. I’ve watched them do it a
hundred times, and I still don’t understand the mechanics. I can’t do it. My
nose just sits there, minding its own business.
Naturally,
when our kids were little, Mr. D would break out “the big nose,” and the
room would dissolve into giggles. And wouldn’t you know it—our kids eventually
discovered they could do it too. Apparently it’s hereditary, like eye color or
the inability to keep a straight face during family photos.
Honestly,
it still makes me laugh. After all these years, that silly little trick has
become one of those family legends that gets passed down like fine china—just a
lot funnier and much easier to dust.
It’s one
of those simple, ridiculous joys that has followed our family through the
years, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.
