My 13 old daughter came downstairs one night while the boss and I were sat chilling in the kitchen… daughter has Asperger’s and consequently has an insanely high pain threshold (don’t assume all ASD people have this… things could go south really fast if you try and test it 😏)

She said “there’s a pin stuck in my foot” and lifted her leg to show me the underside of her foot. Sure enough, there was a thumb tack, fully embedded in her foot.

Terrible parent that I am, because of her calm demeanour and matter-of-fact approach to being stabbed… I started laughing… and to my eternal shame, I must confess,somewhat hysterically 😏

The boss, not impressed with my somewhat less than empathic reaction to my daughter’s plight, took her out from the kitchen, to sit on the staircase, where the natural light is better.

No.2 Daughter dutifully raises her foot at mummy’s request… and the boss sees what she thinks is a small, circular sticker… so pulls it “off”.. except it’s not “off”, it’s”out”. Because it really is a thumbtack.

The result is a spurt of blood from the hole…

Wife re-enters the kitchen (leaving child on stairs) and says… “It’s a pin…”

I said “I know…”

Boss says “I pulled it out and blood spurted out…”

I said “ So what did you do?”

And the boss replied… “I stuck it back in the hole to stop the blood coming out”

First Aid 101… 😂