Charlie has a cut on his ankle.  Today at school he banged it and it began to bleed, again.  Of course, his sock stuck to the newly formed scab.  After his homework I told him to go ahead and get his swimsuit on and get in the pool with the one sock on his foot.  He didn’t believe me that in a few minutes the scab would soften and I’d be able to take his sock off without pain.  About five minutes later the sock came off, without the pain that Charlie was anticipating.  I could tell he thought that was so cool…so I said, “See, your mom is one smart cookie, isn’t she?”  His reply?  “Yep, the smartest cookie I know!!”