Sawyer just blew his nose.
"Ah, man! It's green."
Me: "A lot green or a little?" This is vital intel.
Sawyer: "Um, a lot or little green or a lot or a little bit of snot?" Excellent question.
Me: "A lot green."
Sawyer: "Uh, I don't know how to answer that. Not to gross you out but you tell me. [shows me his snot-filled tissue}
Me: [slight but restrained gag reflex] "Ok, well, you're fighting a little something." It was a light, mossy green. You're welcome.
Me: [slight but restrained gag reflex] "Ok, well, you're fighting a little something." It was a light, mossy green. You're welcome.
Then...
Sawyer: [comes back to me from retrieving a tissue in his room] "I love my little brother so much. Did you hear what he said?"
Me: "No. What?"
Sawyer: "The door was locked but I could see he was on his knees... by his bed. I asked him, 'what are you doing?' and he said 'I'm praying to God by myself that your nose would be forever better.' "
Seriously, I have THE cutest boys ever!