Wiping the Wrong Nose

Sunday afternoon, three of my children were in the kitchen with me. Emma (9), Aaron (7), and Jacob (2). I was holding something of a conversation with the older two when I noticed Jacob at the table with a runny nose. Instinctively, I went to get a bit of tissue paper on the other side of the kitchen from where I was standing. Then with tissue in hand, I went to wipe the first nose that I found available. It happen to be Aaron's. He let out a loud, "Oow! Dad, what are you doing?" Emma starting laughing out loud to which I came realize my folly.

Aaron probably would have been laughing too if wasn't his nose that got wiped.