He always has an ice pack at the ready. And it's well used.
The other day I came home from work and Juliana was complaining about her foot. She danced and then complained about her foot some more. She was sliding across the floor and banged her knee against the kitchen stool. But she still complained about her foot.
We sat down for dinner and she told me that she needed to prop her leg up to ice her knee. Knee? I thought it was foot? While my face registered confusion she got out Peter's ice pack which she used during dinner.
Afterwards, she needed a little mobility with her ice.
So she tied the icepack up in a towel.
Icing a knee. Gangsta style.
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