A Little Chuckle..

Today John has been home with a migraine (that isn't the chuckle part). He spent the morning in bed trying to get over it...and got up about 2:30pm. He was sitting on the couch trying to catch up on some of his work on his laptop when Drew crawled up beside him. Drew told him he was sorry he was sick and John explained that he was feeling much better. Drew asked what was wrong with him, so John tried to explain what a migraine is (sure hope our boys don't end up with them like their dad has them *cringe*). John first described it like when Drew fell over in his chair and busted his head open. Then John said that it was like someone was sticking an ice pick in his head...which he had to describe how an ice pick is something really sharp that you use to break ice a part with. :) Anyway, Drew sat there a few minutes and then looked at John and asked "Where's your ice then Daddy?"