Landon had his three year check-up today. He wasn't exactly thrilled with the whole idea, but he did what he was told without question. Dr. Knapp found Spider Man in Landon's left ear, Thomas the Train in his right ear, and pizza in his tummy. That was all cute and funny until it was time for the shots.
He is home now, sitting stone-faced with tear-streaked cheeks on a blanket in a chair watching Barney with both legs elevated, feeling thoroughly sorry for himself. He is displaying proudly for his siblings the bright yellow bandages that hide the offending shot wounds, willing to describe the whole ugly incident, complete with an analysis of the horrendous medical procedure and an account of when, how long, and how hard he cried.
The pain is so great our little drama king is unable to walk anywhere, yelling for assistance from anyone within earshot as he must be carried and placed ever so gently on a cushioned surface.
It's going to be a long night.
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