Small Fry: Dere's a booger wright hewre. [Points to upper left placket of her pajamas.]
Hubby: So get it off thereand throw it away.
Small: I can't. I don't have anyfing to wipe it off with.
Hubby: Use your finger.
Hubby: Didn't you use your finger to pick it out of your nose and wipe it on your jammies?
Small [nods]: But I can't touch it!