Old Timers

I normally blog about my kids, but really my folks do much sillier things.

The other day my mum walked into the bathroom and dad was rubbing some ointment into his forehead and holding tube of said ointment in his other hand…

Mum: What ARE you doing?
Dad: What? This is the ointment the Dr prescribed for (insert today’s problem here).
Mum: You poor fool! That’s my lip balm. How long have you been rubbing that into your forehead?
Dad: Oh… about a month!

If nothing else, at least now dad has a very kissable forehead!