It's a Give & Take

A few weeks ago, the DNB and I were sitting in the living room.

"I have to go potty," I say and head up the stairs.

"Can you get my athlete's foot cream and bring it down with you?" the DNB shouts after me.

"Baby! Eww!" I yell down at him.

"I flushed the earwax out of your ear," he retorts.

I pause at the top of the stairs.

"Fair enough."