Today I just had to. I knew it would hurt. I knew he’d cry like he did in the nicu, like a little manhandled lamb. But I am a mama. And dammit, I like to groom my kin like a monkey. Lucas has had a pimple on his chin for the past month. Today I went in for the kill. Worked on it for a good 10 minute time out. And what emerged felt like a pearl. It looked like a hard ball of yellow wax. Nothing is more satisfying. I could so pop, scrape, and dig for a living. Estheticians have totally capitalized on their primal instincts. Greatest job ever. Tomorrow I will smear some Proactive solution on his chin… Just as I did when he was an infant with drool. I realize I’m sick.