She tossed me a towel, which I totally missed. It hit me right in the face.

“Mom, why does stupid stuff like that always seem to happen to me?” I whimpered.

She came over and began to help dry me off. “Alvin, messing up, getting embarrassed, and stuff like that are all part of growing up.” She said.

“Toes,” she said.

I lifted one foot and then the other so that she could dry my feet, legs and between my toes.

“Well, I think it happens to me more than anyone else.” I grunted.

“Other toes,” she said and I presented my other foot to her.

“Did I ever tell you about the time, when I was a little girl and had a pair of my panties fall out of my pant leg at school?” she asked.

“Yes!” I moaned, “Only like a bazillion times!”