Hubs was working with a new group a few weeks ago. One of the guys was a wise old sage who had a solution for everything. Hubs and I both really enjoyed this guy’s advice, mostly because it was so terrible.
For instance, he suggested that a surefire cure to infertility is to get into a huge fight with your partner and then have make-up relations. Boom. Biological issues solved.
That wasn’t the best one, though. The best one was how to deal with a feverish baby. When Hubs was recounting the story I was like, “don’t tell me! It’s a hot tottie!” He gave me a funny look and then told me “kinda, but not really.”
The cure for baby-with-fever, according to wise man: bath the child in rubbing alcohol. RUBBING ALCOHOL.