Did Achilles Heal?

I distinctly remember the first time I discovered my dad's Achilles heel. (Hint: it wasn't his heel.) I was a child, we were wrestling, and one wallop to his privates ended the fun for the evening. My father was a mere mortal....

Well, tonight my daughter painfully reminded me of that tragic day. 

After the innocent accident, she let me alone to suffer with some dignity, then later returned with a peace offering: 

"Here's a pillow so I don't hurt you." 

Sweet girl.