And they shall know her by her hand-washing

Owen was on the changing table with Carla when Kerry got home last night. His bedroom door was closed, so he couldn't see Mom. Nonetheless, he said, "Mommy."

Carla asked, "How do you know it's Mommy? It could be Daddy."

Replied Owen, "Washing."

Eager to keep cooties off the boy, Kerry always washes her hands when she gets home from the hospital. Owen heard her washing her hands and knew exactly who it was.

So there, yet another benefit to being a germaphobe.

(And I can't wait for the converse moment, when I come home. "How do you know it's Daddy?" "Stinky.")