On our way home from Grandma's house I hear Stephen's favorite line, "a little help here". I ask him what is wrong and he said he got his finger stuck. We get home and I go in the house and wonder why Stephen is not coming in. When I go to check on him he is sitting patiently with his finger stuck in his booster seat. We try to pull it out but cannot and he tells me we need to put oil on it to get it out. I bring out lotion and that does nothing so we bring him and the seat in the house and pour oil on it and nothing. We also tried to ice the finger to make is shrink because we are getting desperate. I tell Mark he is going to have to cut him out so be brings in wire cutters. Stephen is very worried we are going to cut his finger off. He keeps telling us to not cut it off. After 45 minutes of cutting we get his finger out in one piece. As for the booster seat it went out with the trash. Good job daddy.
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