Life With Boys

Monday evening we got a call from Papa Mike — “I found a tick — you may want to check the boys.”

So we did and found nothing.

Tuesday in the bathtub Tyler was convinced every freckle was a tick. “I found a tick” “No that’s a mole.” “I found a tick” “No that’s a freckle.” “I found a tick” “Well, what is that?”

And where did we find the real tick — on his testicle.

The most surprising thing of all — he let me get it out (with tweezers no alcohol, burning matche or acetone per the instructions Matt immediately went to get from the web) without totally freaking out. (This is the kid who should be sedated to get his teeth cleaned)

Another “first” out of the way.