I mentioned yesterday that we went to see my Grandma in the hospital over the weekend.
We got on the elevator on our way back to the car.
Ty pushed the button to go down to the ground floor.
My dad (ever the germ-o-phobe) said, "Ew, he pushed it with his fingers!"
Because my dad would have pushed that same button with some other part of his body...preferably a part of his body that was secured inside a Hazmat suit.
But to prove some kind of point (who knows what that point was), my genius husband then proceeded to LICK his fingers that he'd just pushed the buttons with!
I thought my dad was going to faint.
We were in a HOSPITAL elevator for crying out loud!
We had a few laughs and jokes about what kinds of yucky things were now inside my husband's system.
Then as soon as we got home, Husband promptly took some vitamin C.
And my Dad likely took a Xanax.
Germs: 1 Husband: 0 Dad: -1 Me: -20 for having a husband who would do something that gross.