Do you remember when one of your kids came to you crying with a splinter and you were trying to get it out of a finger? “Be still” were the two words out of your mouth. Their purpose? To make that little guy sit still so you could keep from digging that flame sterilized needle into your baby’s already pounding finger!

My little guys always were in the “know”. They knew that their momma would get that splinter out. If they were very still, that splinter came out quicker and with less pain. They trusted me, they knew me..I was their momma. Continue reading splinters →