Snap, Crackle, Pop

[WARNING: the following story is totally nast. I apologize in advance.]

So this morning my son wanders in to the kitchen right as I'm finishing up lunches. He's holding his lip and there's a big red spot right above it.

DYLAN: My lip hurts.
ME: Honey, I told you, I think you just got bit by something.
DYLAN: But it HURTS!
ME: Come here, let me see. Huh. This looks funny...
DYLAN: What are you- OW! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?
ME: Whoops. I guess it wasn't a bite. You should go clean that up.
DYLAN: WHAT DID YOU JUST DO?
ME: Well, it was a zit. And it popped.
DYLAN: WHAT? YOU POPPED MY ZIT?!
ME: On accident.
DYLAN: Oh my god. You are seriously the grossest Mom ever.
ME: Just wait til you see what's for lunch.