When you are seven, every new skill is a "trick". Recently, you have taken to reading nursery rhymes aloud for our entertainment. You have a book of about two hundred rhymes, even though there are less than a half dozen you focus on. Any reading is good reading in my humble opinion, so you could read the same rhyme over and over again to me and I'll still manage to smile. The other day, as you were reading to your mom, you got frustrated because you couldn't find one of your favorite rhymes.
Me: "Use the table of contents trick,"
You: "Oh yeah! Here it is! Humpty Dumpty on page 252"
Using the table of contents is more of a learned skill rather than a trick, but when you are seven everything is magic and new.
Your old man and mom are learning new tricks as we settle into the new norm that we will have to deal with for the next two months of recovery. We got the medication timing down using containers and an ice cube tray for overflow. We got alarms galore set as reminders. We even got through a shower last night using plastic bags for cover and a shower chair and a ton of tricky maneuvers and shower head hand offs. Still, these are all in the realm of tricks until we become more adept at their execution.
Sincerely with love from your dad,