Shots

I hate when our little Monkey has to go for his shots. There he is doing so good waiting to see the doctor, entertaining the people in the waiting room and overall doing great even thought it's getting dangerously close to nap time. Then you get weighted, measured, checked out, etc and everything is hunky dorie! But it's the look they give you of knowing that something is going to happen...

"Hrm something's not right here mom."

"I don't like the way you're holding me."

"Why is the doctor getting so close."

"Why are you saying everything is going to be okay?"

"Why...OMG WHAT IS THAT...AAAHHH WAAAAAAH WHAT ARE YOU DOING TO ME!!! MOOOOM!!!"

"*sobbing, crying, screaming*"

Then as quick as it started it's over and he's back to himself but I'll getting over the whole ordeal of watching him go through it all. Thank goodness our next set don't happen until he's 1 year old!