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Nate's 2-year-old well-visit

So much for my "well-child"! (At least that's what they call it when you take them in to the pediatrician to check up on them and make sure they are healthy).

Four vaccination/flu shots and many elephant tears later... (shouldn't this be designated as child cruelty?) Even the Spiderman and Daffy Duck "stickers" (i.e. band-aids) didn't help. And the poor nurse botched the first shot and bled him up because he kicked harder than either of us expected him to. (He got two bloody Loony Tunes bandaids for that one.)

To make matters worse, I have this awful habit of "goosing" my kids on the thighs when I think they're are just the cutest thing ever...and for poor Nate, that happens a lot. They're all quite immune to my torture by this age, but unfortunately I kept forgetting about his injuries. I've really got to stop...but he's just so CUTE, I can't help but pinch him! Maybe by the time he's about 13 he won't be so darn cute, (and then maybe I'll quit!)