Last week, Toby purchased a new pack of Spiderman underwear for Max. For the remainder
of the week, he would change his underwear multiple times during the day, rotating
between the 3 new pairs. By the end of the week, all 3 pairs were officially dirty
and had been moved into the dirty clothes hamper. On Sunday morning before church,
after directing Max on what clothes to wear, I noticed he was wearing one of the new
pairs of underwear. I asked him where he had found that pair. He told me that he got
them from the dirty clothes hamper. When I pointed out to him that the hamper is where
DIRTY clothes go, he agreed that the underwear *WAS* dirty. However, he said that
the underwear he was wearing was *NOW* clean because he had “cleaned the underwear
with my fingers.”