Aug 19, 2008

Don't Let Me Die

We have spent so much time at the pool this summer that it is no surprise that the boys ears are a little sore. We decided to put a few drops of peroxide in their ears last night to hopefully help ward off any infections that might creep in.
The Boy screamed bloody murder and kicked and thrashed like we were beating him. And, then, maybe we did, and maybe we didn't. It is really cool to watch it bubble up out of the ear though. I know that we are sick. This also comes from the mom who excitedly watched the plastic surgeon sew all 36 stitches into her son's face.
As we finished, and he had to lay there to let the drops drain, he exclaimed in his very pitiful voice, "Don't let me die." Poor kid thought that something was growing out of his ear because we kept talking (and laughing) about the bubbles coming out.
He is now in the market for more sympathetic parents. Any takers?

3 comments that bring me joy:

Jackamo said...

Well...I'll let you know when I stop laughing!! I suppose that knocks me out of the race for "more sympathetic," thought.

Andrea said...

What doesn't kill you makes you stronger, huh, Jonah?
As a charter member of the Church of the Non-Compassionate, I don't think I qualify. Ask my kids!

Amy said...

This is hilarious!!!