No Skeletons in the House, Please!

The other day I sat down with Dominic on the couch and scratched at my arm a bit. My arm had just started to peel a little bit as a result of too much sun at SeaWorld. Dominic asked what I was doing and I replied that I was scratching my arm because it was peeling.

Dominic replied, "Oh no Daddy! Don't turn into a skeleton!"

The poor little guy was really worried that I would die, turn into a skeleton, and become a fossil (at least I think that was going through his mind as we had been teaching him how dinosaurs becames fossils.) So I reassured him that I would not become a skeleton and he was happy.

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