Our Little Boogers

Sharing our lives: two kids, two full-time jobs, one old house, and plenty of love and laughter. And baseball.

Sunday, October 16, 2011

There's no medal for this?

The little booger and I went to our neighborhood's playground while his daddy was out working yesterday. We had a blast!
When we got home, however, I noticed that the poor little stinker had a HUGE splinter in his hand. It was in two pieces, and I couldn't even tell where it had gone in. Yuck.
My dad, a splinter-removal guru, said I could wait for reinforcements or get a needle and dig it out myself. Since I didn't want it to be in there overnight (yikes!) and I didn't want to visit the doctor, I gathered my supplies: a needle, tweezers, foaming neosporin, and Sesame Street on youtube.
After approximately 257 videos, I got it out! The little dude didn't even fuss very much.
Now his hands are sanitized and splinter-free. Phew!
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2 comments:

  1. AnonymousOctober 16, 2011 at 8:31 PM

    Good job! I'm sure this is only the first of many, so be prepared.
    Love,
    Nana

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  2. Mark HohmeisterOctober 16, 2011 at 8:53 PM

    Wow, he's tough! Because there's no two ways about it, that always hurts.

    Hooray for the Booger (and for his brave surgeon/mom, too).

    Love,

    Gramps

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