Eric and I were watching "The Berenstein Bears." About 90 seconds into putting my arm around him, Eric turns towards me and grins. He then pulls open the front of my shirt and proceeds to drop something small inside, which naturally catches in my bra.
I look at him, "Eric... what did you just do?"
"Ummm... I gave you a present."
The "present" turned out to be a booger.
So... if I ever complain about what jerks my kids are once they hit their teens, please refer me back to this post. :-(