My dear husband, when he gets fed up with a dripping nose during a cold, typically puts a stop(per) to it. We all laugh… it’s one of those things that makes me giggle every time he does it and smile, even as I type this.
He’s been gone for four days on a business trip. Everyone’s missing him. This morning, when I told Pierce to wipe his extraordinarily drippy nose, he came back, proud.
He’s just like Daddy.