Today, Jim had minor surgery on his lip requiring three stitches. The Dr. said to keep it moist with vasoline and to eat soft foods this evening. When I stopped to pick up the vasoline, Jim said in a very soft, pitiful voice (as his eye brows met in the middle of his head in a V-formation like they do when you’re five asking a question;-)… “Don’t you think you should get me some Breyers ice cream and maybe chocolate pudding?”
In my head I was thinking, Tofu, eggs and oatmeal are soft…But that traumatized little face was so cute, I had to comply without resistance.
Worst part of all of this for me is that I get no kisses from the best kisser on the planet for a week. PUGH! Big hugs, D