Tuesday, October 15, 2013

A Splinter in Time

It's amazing how one little thing can snowball into an entire blizzard of drama in just a fraction of minutes.

--7:32PM--

During a rousing marble game on Sunday night, Cael discovered that he had a splinter.  Not a big splinter, but a splinter nonetheless.

"I'll just catch the other marbles.  I can't play because my thumb hurts a little bit."


--7:33PM--

"Cael," Joel said, "I can get that splinter out for you.  It will be no big deal."

Cael was immediately concerned.

"No, that's okay.  It might hurt.  I'll just wait and it will come out at school tomorrow."

"Why don't you just let me look at it in the bathroom?"

--7:35PM--

"Just don't touch it.  Don't touch it.  Daddy, seriously just look at it.  It would hurt SO big, like fire.  Don't touch it."

Cael really didn't want him to touch it.

--7:55PM--

"Seriously, Cael, I'm not going to do anything.  Just let me look.  Does this hurt?"  

"No."

 "Does this hurt?" 

"No."

He got a little closer.

"Does this hu--" 

"YES!!!"

"It did?" 

"Well, no, but you were going to touch it." 

--8:12PM--

"Cael, can you see that little line where the splinter went in?  That's like the street, and the splinter is in the garage.  We just need to put the splinter in reverse.  And see that little hole?  That's where it went in, and the garage door is open and ready!"

"But I don't want to drive the car in reverse out of the garage and onto the street!"

"It might get infected if you leave that in there and won't wash it."

"Well, you can look at the car but you can't drive it yet."

--8:23PM--

"Cael, the splinter is poking out.  If you would just hold still, I promise it won't hurt.  Then we can quickly finish our marble game.  Otherwise, we're going to have to go straight to bed because this has taken so long." 

"I DON'T WANT TO PLAY MARBLES!  AND I DON'T WANT TO GO TO BED!  I DON'T WANT TO HAVE AN INFECTION AND GET MY FINGER CUT OFF!  IT'S GONNA HURT SO MUCH, I JUST KNOW IT!  YOU HAVE TO LEAVE IT ALONE!" 

--8:29PM--

"Cael, it's all done."

"It's out?" 

"Yep.  Now did that hurt at all?"

"Nope!  And I was so brave!" 

--10:47PM--

With that fiasco behind us, Joel and I headed to bed.

"You want to be the one to pull out his loose teeth?"

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