Jaclyn shuffled Miles into the house tonight following a small pee-pee accident in the car. His pants and underwear wet, we coordinated quick transport to the bathroom to get him cleaned up. After finally getting him seated on his potty, I wrestled his shoes off, then his pants.
“Here’s the pants,” I said, handing them to Jaclyn nearby.
Then, the underwear.
“And here are the underwear,” I said, exercising a little more caution with that garment.
Miles held out his pointer finger. “And HERE’S a booger!” he exclaimed proudly, showing us the glob of snot on his fingertip.
The Perils (& Pride) of Paternity 