Someone's sharing too much...

Faintly, through the baby monitor:  "Daddy... Daddy... Daddy..."

DH goes up to deal with it, comes down chuckling.

"Did you hear what he wanted, over the monitor?"
"No."
"He was whispering.  I had to keep asking him to repeat it until I got it."
"What did he want?"
"He was whispering: "I'm putting my finger in my nose!"

Oookaaaay.  Thanks for the update, little man.  I think I'm going to post that as my next Facebook status.