Leslie's House of Snot

Just sitting here thinking about how much I hate snot.

I have a profession in which 90% of the time ALL or some of the children in my care have some sort of snotty nose.

The amount of tissues I go through in this place could stuff a living room of couches.

It shoots out in rockets, it drips, it runs, it hangs. It comes in clear, yellow, green and sometimes orange.
They lick it, they blow it, they touch it, they smear it from ear to ear. Sometimes it even stretches an arms length.
Ever heard of a nasal aspirator? Its a fun little gadget you can use to SUCK it from their face and then squirt it into a kleenex. Really?!?! Suction snot out of a 12 month olds unwilling face. This is my job.
And despite its complete and utter grossness, they HATE it when you try to wipe it off of them. So there is screaming and crying and squirming and it just gets all over everywhere, including my clothing, my furniture and my hair. Yea, snot in your hair is awesome.
Thinking of renaming the place "Leslie's House of Snot"