So today was your two year checkup..only about a month late..
You were so brave. I was really fearful of how it would be since any time previous to this was gut wrenching torture. You are fine as long as the doctor is no where near us. The minute he comes close, there's a break down.
Well today, you did really well while he sat and talked to you. He was quite impressed with your conversational skills. He walked through the door and you immediately said "Hewo" He was amused. He then asked mom, "So how are things?" to which you answered. "Fine, thank you." He did a double take, and asked me how old you were. "How old is he? I thought he was only two" YEP! You're a smarty!
Then the check up started. Not at all your favorite part. The minute he pulled out his stethascope you broke down. "No, no, no" After you realized it wasn't going to hurt, you calmed down a bit. Then he checked your ears, which was a little bit of a panic, but not as bad as listening to your heart. Then he went to look at the mole on your leg. That was it, you went through the roof. You remember so many pokes and pricks from needles from over a year ago.
It broke my heart. Holding onto you while you nearly popped my head off. Once the shot was over, and he offered you a cool Garfield bandaid for your boo boo, you were fine. Still a few tears and the sup sups, but fine. Then you remembered you got a lolli, then you were completely fine, said thank you and marched us out the door to get your reward.
Love you goose!! You're amazing, astounding and the light of my life!
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