No Seriously, My Kids Are Pretty Cool

This morning I took the kids to get their flu shots.

As soon as the nurse called us back, Lovebug took off. Before that, he and Ironflower had been playing quite nicely in the waiting room (one of the reasons we go to this doctor is because the waiting room is so filled with toys). As we started down the hallway, Lovebug realized what was happening and took off down the hallway. Then he got distracted by the computers in the office area and ran in there. Then it was back to the door of the waiting room. I was actually pretty impressed that he remembered everything so well, we haven't been there since July. But despite his brave attempts at escape and my joy in his smarts, I carried him to the room.

Ironflower had found the room herself by recognizing the number three. She handled the whole event like a champ. She DID NOT CRY when she got the flu shot. She did, however, remember to ask for a cookie as a reward. I am amazed that she didn't cry. She is so tough. Lovebug cried, but not for very long. By the time we left they were both calm and happy again.

Lovebug did throw a tantrum about getting into the car but that's pretty normal behavior these days (which is weird, since he's usually happy once the car starts going).