I did this comic last Sunday, when my son had a little bit of a cold. Yesterday morning, he threw up for the first time ever. I feel like there are barf comics in my future, but at the moment, vomiting babies still seem more sad and horrifying to me than funny.
Anyway, becoming a parent has really upped my tolerance for gross stuff. One of those things would be carrying around used tissues in my pocket that belong to other people. Heck, I’ve even used my own sleeve to wipe his nose in a pinch. It’s gross, but not as gross as seeing him there with snot almost in his mouth. So you have to weigh what you find grosser and go with the lesser evil sometimes. Actually, all the time. A lot of parenting is making decisions on what the least disgusting option is.