Dad: Rhett, come here so I can wipe your nose.
Rhett: Nooooooo, I'm shoveling.
Dad: Fine, shovel away.
I pick my battles to have with my boys and I didn't see a need to take a stand as he was happy working. Besides, what is a little frozen snot.
(Also note, his jacket is wet from his snot.)
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