Had an accident last night with my daughter that entailed a trip to the emergency room and a couple of stitches inside her mouth. You can read about the details
Occasionally I’m clever.
The Dr. said try to get ice on it as much as you can for the next 48 hours. All day long my wife has been chasing my daughter around the hourse trying to put ice on her face with little success.
She went to play tennis and I’m babysitting.
“Oh and try to get some ice on her face. I know it’s hard, but it’s important, even if she fights and screams. I’ve been trying all day, but she hates it,” my wife said as she was getting ready to leave.
It was one of those things where inspiration came instantly and out of the blue.
“No problem,” I said. I went over to the freezer and got a popsicle. “Here ya go, honey!” I gave it to my daughter who promptly stuck it in her mouth.
My wife’s look was worth a million dollars. She tried to hide it, but I could tell that she was in complete awe of my genius.