Little guy: "Hey, that's dad!"
Me: "Oh, yeah."
Yup, Dave was at the intersection, too, ninety degrees away from us.
Little guy: "I think he just picked his nose."
Now, I'm not saying he did or he didn't...but that's definitely a HUGE difference between my husband and myself. Me? I would never, ever, ever, EVER pick my nose whilst waiting at a red light. In fast traffic with no cars beside me, yes, but where someone could get a good long gander at my picking activity, no way. Dave? Yup, he absolutely would (again, not saying that he did).
Honestly, I think I could use a bit of swaying toward Dave's way of thinking.
P.S. Breaking information (post areading of my blog late at night)...Dave was not picking his nose. I repeat, Dave was not picking his nose.
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