Last night, I laid my head on my wife in bed. She said “Why are your ears so cold?”
I could feel a pun there but it just didn’t appear. I was frozen. I told her as much.
It haunted me all night. In the morning on my hour drive to work, it was in my head. Same on the drive home.
Finally it came to me.
I got home, walked inside, and first thing I said to her was “ear conditioning.”
“What?”
“That’s why my ears were cold.”
The look she gave me as she realized how much time I spent finding that one.
It’s an art form, dads. Sometimes you have to work for it. Don’t give up.