Go play.
As a boy growing up in East Texas, there were three things I could count on.
There, I played.
God, Football, and Family.
Let's pray.
A moment please.
He can hold hands, it won't kill him.
We don't know that.
Did you wash your hands before dinner?
None of your business.
Hence the mittens.
Needless to say, I wouldn't touch my brothers hand
until 17 years later, thanks to the invention of Purell.
Admit it, he's adopted.
Young Sheldon, CBS this Fall.