The girl has a point

Ava caught me doing the unthinkable last week. I know, its terrible, but what could I do? I had run out of kleenex and (GASP!) reached for some toilet paper to blow my nose. I folded a bit into a hankie and as I was bringing it to my nose my motion was halted by a little (but loud) voice, "Mom, that's not for noses! That's for butts!!" What can I say? When she's right, she's right.