The question is, "Which one's worse?"

Colin: "Mom, can I hold Lola?"

Me, very surprised, because he is in the middle of playing the Wii--which is currently his absolute favorite thing to do: "Sure Col. Do you want to finish playing your game?"

Colin: "No, that's okay."

Me: "Well, she's kind of tired...."

Colin: "That's okay. She can just sleep with me."

So, I handed her over.

Then I had an afterthought.

Me: "Colin, did you wash your hands* when you came home from school?" (*one of our must-follow rules)

Colin: "Ummmm....no....."

At this point, Lola is already in his arms, and comfy. I just left it.

Me: "Okay, well, make sure that you do not touch her face or her hands, okay? Your hands are dirty from being at school all day, and we don't want to pass those germs onto her. Okay?"

Colin: "Okay."

Several minutes go by. Colin is still holding her, and he's doing great. This has lasted much, much longer than I thought it ever would. He is still actively participating in playing the Wii....just directing Cameron, rather than playing himself. *grin* Typical bossy older brother.

Several more minutes go by. He's still doing great. Then I hear:

Colin: "Mom, I feel like Lola has some....some pointy teeth or something inside her mouth."

My heart sinks. I come rushing into the family room.

Me, slightly hysterical at the thought of him feeling inside her mouth: "Colin! Are you putting your fingers in her mouth?!?"

Colin: "No, Mom!"

Oh, whew. Enter a big sigh of RELIEF here.

Then, I gave that another thought. Wait a minute....

Me: "Well then, how do you feel something pointy in her mouth?"

Colin: "Because. I'm putting my tongue in there."