A Human Handkerchief

This afternoon, as I was catching up with my friend Sylvia on the phone (she has a precious brand new baby girl named Audrey), Eva started screaming because she wanted some Annie's Homegrown Organic Cheddar Bunnies that she spotted on the countertop. I held my ground, for once, and didn't give them to her, as it was literally five minutes before dinnertime. She started crying and screaming, while Sylvia and I tried to speak over the commotion. Eventually, with some comforting, she calmed down, and while I was still on the phone, she came over and wiped her runny nose on the hem of my dress! Twice! I was stunned.
"She wiped her nose on my dress," I told Sylvia.
"Was it snotty?"
"Yes." By now I was laughing.
"Isn't motherhood glamorous?" she said.
It certainly is.