Tuck got a splinter as we played outside yesterday.
Dr. Daddy removed it today, with help from his assistant, Nurse Mommy. Robb went at it with his sterilized needle and tweezers, and I held the patient and sang Five Little Ducks and I Am a Promise.
That's not my favorite.
But he was very brave, and he got two band-aids, some Neosporin, and an m&m on the other side of the procedure.
I have hated splinters from the first day I met them. Now I have a new reason to hate them.