What's up, Doc?

I took Caitie to her annual well-check visit today. As soon as I drove in the parking lot she said, "I don't want to be here", and started to cry. She has quite a memory. She didn't speak one word the whole time we were there, she just pointed at the exam room door; I took that to mean she wanted to get the heck out of there. She doesn't like to be examined; she held on to me except when being weighed, blood pressure taken, and shots given. Her doc said she's doing great and didn't seem to be offended by Caitie's evil glare. She received the flu nasal spray(for the seasonal flu, not the H1N1 virus) and four vaccine shots; two in each arm. She got a couple of stickers and we were on our way.

Two shots in each arm... ouch! She was a trooper.



Chocolate always makes things better. We made brownies.

Caitie wanted the brownies frosted, so I frosted them and she added sprinkles. Yum!