So, last night the little guy went for his second check up. Everything went well. He's in the 90th percentile in height, weight and head circumference. Big boy, big boy.
He had his 2nd round of booster shots, to put it mildly he was not a fan. She got away with the first shot. But the little guy is a quick learner. By the 2nd shot, his face contorted, little mouth opened and for 20 seconds there was silence. And then, a very loud scream.
The best part, the little guy got two different colorful band aids, which from the distance looked like tattoos. You know the little guy has a tough guy image to uphold. Too bad, the band aids were pink and yellow. What's a tough guy to do!
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