Monday, December 7, 2009

The power of the kiss

Owen had a splinter in his palm and Whit wanted to get it out. He was whining about how much it hurt as she tried to tweeze it out. He actually started screaming that it hurt like she was stabbing him.

Apparently neither one of us was showing enough compassion to suit Owen. After Whit finished, I caught him giving himself a kiss on his palm out of the corner of my eye.