Picked Calvin (4) up from school on Charlotte’s third day home from sick last week.
Cal: “How do you get pinkeye, Mommy?”
Me: “Well, the kind Charlotte has is from having a cold and rubbing her eye. The germs get in there, so it’s kind of like having a runny nose, but in your eye.”
Cal goes silent. I look in the rearview mirror and see him grinding his entire fist into his left eye.