Pop held me tight while Mom tried to take the splinters out. They were in really deep, so I got poked a few times with a needle from a sewing kit. I'm not gonna lie. I did shed a few tears. That made Mom and Pop really sad. I don't like being sad. And I don't like it when Mom and Pop are sad either.
But all in all, I think I handled it well. I just hope my skin can replace itself quickly so these babies can come on out. Ouch!
It was like watching 8:54 on this clip of one of my Pop's favorite movies.
Spliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinter!!!!
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