Today, we went for Adam's 15 month well baby check-up. It included 2 more vaccinations. There was nervousness and apprehension and even a little hand holding...then I had to tell Mary to sit down so I could give all my attention to her brother. He was a champ. He wiggled and squirmed, he screamed and cried, he delighted in the colorful, fun Daffy Duck band aids on his thighs. Ahh, life is good. This afternoon, he had fun pulling off the band aids and re-sticking them everywhere. Apparently, there were lots of boo-boos in need of fixing. There was his shin... my chin... the couch... even my arm had an "ouch"...the train table was really sore...so was his sneaker, so was the door. He finally settled on a permanent place, the very appropriate cut on his face. Of course, he's 15 months, so his aims a little askew. He's so gosh darn cute, what can I do? Oh yeah, take a picture! (He seriously left the band aid here for over an hour)
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Boy, that's some great stick-um on those bandaids if he could move it that much and still have it stay on for an hour.
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