Girls Have Cooties

When I picked Jack up from school yesterday he ran out of his classroom with a huge smile on his face and gave me a giant hug. Two seconds later, he handed me one [of the two] cars he had brought to school with him that morning, then asked me to smell it... And then he came out with, "I don't want this one- it smells like Molly."

Further prying revealed that his classmate, Molly, had handled the car at some point during the day, and now it was, "in need of a wash."