When my kids were small I used to love taking splinters out of their little feet and hands. As they got older, they wouldn't even let me know when they had splinters because they didn't want me to get out the tweezers and sharp needle and start picking at them. Brats!
Well, I don't need them now. They've been replaced as my patients. Several months ago 3-year old Aidan's mother, my daughter Amy, convinced him to let Grammie take a sliver out of his hand. He didn't want his mother to do it, in spite of the fact that she's a Registered Nurse. I then proceeded to do a successful splinterectomy! So this evening I got a call from Amy saying that Aidan had a large sliver in his foot and he wanted me to take it out. I felt so honored!
They came down to see me. Aidan was so good and brave. I didn't even need to dig at it with a needle - the tweezers did the job. He went away happy and it made my day. Thanks Aidan.