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Needles suck!

Yesterday I took my 10 year old and my 4 year old to our Pediatrician for check-ups. I had no clue how rough it was going to be. My poor little guy, 4 years old, had to endure 7 shots! It was horrible. He kept screaming, "please don't hurt me anymore", poor baby. That just seems like too many for a kid to get all at once. Even my 10 year old, who only got 4, and who was putting up a brave front for his little brother had tears in his eyes. Our doctor is great. She spends her time loving all over the kids, talking to them, gives them a big hug, then leaves the room. She gets out of dodge before the nurse with all the needles comes in. Clever lady right? She doesn't want the kids to associate the horror with her one bit. In between sobs, Nicholas was scowling at the nurse, and muttering under his breath. Likely plotting some 4 year old revenge. He wasn't too happy with me either, as I was forced to hold him down while she stuck him with the needles. I think he has forgiven me though. I'll bake him cookies today, I am not above bribery. Next week the older boys go in for their check-ups. The nurse is on her own there, I couldn't hold down those boys if I tried. :) I'd better stock up on cookie mix!

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