“Mom, can you turn O, Holy Night back on?” (Yes, we’re listening to Christmas music in April).
From the kitchen, I answered, “just press the back arrow.”
“I can’t, I have lotion on my hands.”
I continued working on dinner instead of going to fix the music problem. Several minutes later, I asked Judah if he wanted some cheese. His reply?
“Can you put it in my mouth? I have lotion on my hands!”
It was then that I walked into the dining room to see his glorious predicament.