But that is besides the point. =)
Elliot managed to cause more drama and get two splinters in his left foot. I keep yelling at my kids to put on their shoes, or to the least, their crocs. But of course they choose not to listen to my plethora of wisdom, and viola! not one but two wooden splinters from the patio deck.
After 30 mins, extreme screaming that I am sure my neighbors were not too fond of, and poking Elliot with my needle, we successfully took out one splinter. There was a bit left on the other so I went to the local clinic to get it out. I got to the clinic right before it closed and they were nice enough to check it out and give me some a-topical novicane and a nice needle to get it out.
Good thing is that it didn't cost me a dime. Bad thing is that I had to go to the supermarket and get some candy to make Elliot feel better for being such a brave boy EVEN THOUGH he was bad by not listening to me in the first place.
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