Woke up with a new pimple on my nose and Peanut grabbed my face:
P: Mommy. What is that on your nose?
M: Is it a sore?
P: Yes! A new one. Kind of red and kind of white.
P: Mommy, do you need one Band-Aid or one hug?
M: Hmmm. A hug sounds very nice.
P: [hugs me] There you go, Mommy.
I think that’s the first time in my life I was hugged specifically because I had a zit.
Damn, they sure do pay well when they pay, don’t they. That erased pretty much every pimple in high school, right there.