Like Father
Over a year ago, my wife bought a hand-held massager on massive sale from Linens-N-Things. Her reasoning was that it would make a good gift for…someone. She didn’t know who or when, but a good deal is a good deal. Since then, the massager has been sitting in our house, collecting dust.
My wife is sick, and has been suffering tension and sinus headaches. This weekend, she broke down and grabbed the massager for herself. It looks like a plastic branding iron. Of course Ian was drawn to it. He put it on his stomach, legs, and neck, laughing at how it ‘tickled’. Then he used it on the floor. And the door. And the cat.
We took it away.
And, having taken it from my son, what was the first thing I did with the massager? I put it to the front of my neck, to see what it sounded like when I talked. And balanced it on the palm of my hand like a baseball bat.
What? I was curious.
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