Oh, my gosh, yeah. I tell him to put socks on, and if his feet touch me in the middle of the night, I just kind of, like, punch him, and then he'll, like, move to the side. And now I have three sweet kiddos with him. Oh, kiddos. Sorry, Megan. Don't you hate that word? Sorry. Oh, dearie. Hang up on her. I say kiddos all the time. And my son has his feet And it is the grossest He's so cute But they are flat and clammy And now my kid has them It's bad