This morning I read a story about a costumed character in New York City’s Times Square dressed as Woody from Toy Story who was getting a little too hands-on with the female tourists and ultimately arrested for forcible touching & sex abuse. The Woody character reminded of an incident that happened between my kids. My youngest son had a Woody doll and my youngest daughter had sprinkled baby powder on it. When my son discovered this, he came out of his room and declared “someone powdered my Woody!” It was all I could do to not laugh as I cleaned the doll off for him. It’s true, kids say the darndest things.