Baby steps

Overheard/saw this in the backseat of the van today:

[Asher picking his nose]
Owen:  ASHER!  DOOON'T pick your NO-oooose!  Get a tissue!!!!!
Asher:  Oh.  Will you hand me a tissue?
Owen:  Sure.  Here you go buddy.
[Asher grasps the tissue with his pinky and ring finger while continuing the mining expedition with his index finger.]
Asher:  Here Owen.  I can't reach the trash can.  Will you frow dis away for me?
Owen:  NO WAY!  Yuck.

Pretty sure the tissue was completely unsullied.  Not so the finger.  I was however impressed with the congenial tone of the entire interaction.  Seriously chuckle-worthy and I'm sure I was spending way too much time looking in my rear view mirror.  :}  At least a tissue was slightly involved.  That's progress!