



Don't let the smiles in these photos fool you! We had a morning of pure torture. Fortunately, it all ended well and the boys are sleeping in their warm little beds right now.
This morning we had annual checkups scheduled for Luke and Blake. No biggie. Usually! Dr. C. is always prompt and his office runs like clockwork. In and out. We spent well over an hour in the waiting room as a little fella who looked to be about two got stitched up and received 7 shots after being attacked by the family dog. The whole family came along for the adventure. Grandma was wearing a 2Pac shirt. Just for the record, MeeMee and Momaw, if you ever wear a 2Pac tee I'm not going anywhere with you! LOL! The boy is fine but what a mess!
So - of course - this gave my two plenty of time to build anxiety, get tired, hungry and grumpy. Blake was scheduled for 3 shots and Luke 2. Blake started screaming and flailing around and then the tears started with Luke. This came as a pretty big shock for me as both of them usually take shots with no problem. Luke has even rolled up his sleeve in the past and said "Right here!" They made up for all that today. To top it off Luke had to have his blood drawn. After several minutes of crying and rocking around the sweet little nurse went to get a big burly guy with a thick beard who had a grin on his face as he held Luke down. It was crazy! I haven't seen fits like this over needles since my brother was little and tore the pictures of the cute kittens off the wall in our pediatrician's office. After a couple hours of this I was toast. I took the boys to Carl's ice cream after we left as a reward for all they'd been through (and me, too!). Carl's never tasted so good.
Then it was off to Luke's teacher conference. That was actually a bright point. He's doing great and has adjusted well to first grade. I LOVE his teacher.
Around 5pm my friend Pam arrived with a pizza. God bless her! She and Tyler accompanied us as we cashed in our saved coins at Bloom and went shopping at the Dollar Store for Operation Christmas Child. The collection date is coming up but you still have time to pack a shoebox. We do this every year and is pretty much the official beginning of our holiday season.
I'm glad this day is over. I'm going to take a bath and watch "House".