Dental Secrets

Tonight, I was trying to entertain Troy while my wife cut his nails, so he’d sit still for her. I was flossing my teeth at the time, so I told Troy that my floss box wouldn’t stay closed. I pushed down the lid, and it immediately popped back open. I did this over and over, until Troy exclaimed that he could close it. So, I handed it over, and sure enough, he pushed it down, and it stayed. Flabbergasted, I took the box back, opened it, and pushed the lid down again. It immediately popped back open, much to Troy’s delight.

After several more failed attempts, I asked him to show me how it was done again. He pushed the lid down, and it stayed closed. The look on my face showed disbelief. He went through a technical explanation of all the things I was doing wrong, and then handed it back for me to try again. It once again popped open.

Over and over and over again. I couldn’t get it to stay shut. Troy giggled uncontrollably at my ineptitude. For a third time, he confidently demonstrated how easy it was to close, and for a third time, I was unable to replicate the feat.

His nails having been successfully sheared off, Troy headed upstairs, and my wife stopped me. She said, “I saw you squeezing the sides of the box to make it pop back open. That was very sweet of you.” I replied, “Let that be our little secret.”