Father Knows Best

I'm in the men's restroom when I hear this exchange between a dad about my age and his five-year-old son.

"Dad, do I need to wash my hands?"

"No, just don't touch anything."

"I didn't. I only touched myself."

(If I was giving a really dramatic church talk, this story would end with "And that boy was me." But it's not, so it doesn't.)