It's Not Maternal

Bill hurt his shoulder pretty badly today (he's not sure exactly what he did, but he's in a lot of pain). When he came home from the gym he wasn't moving his arm and he had some topical pain cream as well as some pain killers. I sat him down, gave him an ice pack, helped him open the ibuprofen, and then rubbed the ointment on his arm.

"Thanks for helping me with this, Granola," he managed through pain clenched teeth, "you're going to make a great mom someday."