poor ds just came in pointing to his finger; I looked at it and said "Oooh it's a big splinter!" So I hold ds tight while dh proceeds to sctratch and squeeze the bugger out.....
After an agonising 5 mins of this for ds, we realised it was actually an old scratch and not a splinter . At this point dh had successfully broken the skin and was digging the imaginary splinter out with his fingernail with poor little ds howling away.
He's had big cuddles but we can't help giggling. Yes yes I know I'm EVIL!!