Splinters are the WORST

Wright got a huge splinter in his big toe yesterday. It was an extremely traumatic experience to say the least. He was completely hysterical and would not let me touch his toe at all. After much coaxing, I got him to calm down enough for me to try and tweeze it out. When I was working on it, he looked at me and quietly and sincerely said "Mommy, I am just so afraid." It was so sad and sweet and made me think that I do not know what I would do if he was truly suffering with an illness or something. Anyway, as part of the bribery to get him to let me work on the splinter, I told him I would take him to get ice cream when it was all done. So he of course he asked for ice cream almost immediately after the splinter was removed. We went to McDonalds and got him a McFlurry and a sundae for me :) When we got home, he ran in and told Brendan "I got ice cream with candy in it and mommy got a Friday!" LOL!