You promised NO shots!

Today I left work early to pick Loudoun up from school for 2 appointments. A dental check-up that went smooth and boring and his 7 year well-visit. We were kept waiting in the lobby for a bit, so we kept ourselves busy with the circus mirror.

The stats show he weighs 56 pounds (up from 50 pounds last year) and 51-1/2 inches tall (up from 50 inches last January). I honestly thought, and so did his doctor, that he would've have grown more than that, but I guess he has grown so much and so fast since he was born, that it is probably time he slowed down a bit.

But just like his skinny minny little sister, the doctor asked that he eat MORE. I mean, really? More?? I'm not sure this is even possible. We already give him seconds and thirds at meals whenever he asks (and he does), and he always eats until he's full (unlike his sister who is happy with 2 bites of bread and hops down from the table).

I guess this is just my practice for feeding a teenage boy, which I have no experience at, growing up in a house with only a girl sibling. Bring it on...I'm up for a challenge! This challenge is fun. Can I live through him? All this eating he gets to do?

The surprise of the afternoon came when the doctor announced that he has only had one chicken pox vaccine and needs another one, and oh while we're at it, we might as well give him a flu shot for the remainder of the winter/spring season. What started out as an appointment that would include ZERO shots, quickly became "how dare you people! Do you think I could jump out of this 2 story building and escape?"

While we waited for the nurse to come back in to stab his poor little arm, through the tears streaming down his face, I started the first line of a poem...The bunny got up and crawled out of bed....and urged him to finish the second line. He jumped so high, he hit his head! This went back and forth and filled the waiting gap nicely.

The shots stung, but coldstone creamery was a perfect reward after we left. And I must say, I had a wonderful afternoon with my son. He is so much fun to hang out with, and he is growing up right before my eyes.

I bet he could have done without the needles though.