Dragged Kicking and Screaming

Dear Christopher,

I am writing this entry for you to read when you get older and perhaps to even share with your own children. You know how we all have funny stories from our childhood that we share with you and laugh about? You are even getting to the age when we can laugh about stories from your babyhood that we thought we might laugh about. You know, like the night we were driving home from Lawrence and you cried the whole way? Daddy and I said, "One day we will be telling Chris about how he screamed and cried the whole way home from Lawrence and we'll all be cracking up." Well, for that story, we are definitely at the cracking up stage. Today, I would like to add one to the one-day-we-will-laugh-about-this repertoire. We went to get you your first flu shot (something I'm not particularly a big fan of anyway) and after waiting in the lobby with 21 other children and their parents, we were called in. The moment we entered the hallway, you decided to say boo to the flu... shot. Long story short, I had to pick you up and carry you into the room where the poor nurse was waiting. The two of us had to hold you still in my lap (no easy feat) and it took her all of 2 seconds to give you the shot. In the process leading up to it, I'm sure I was kicked at least 5 times with your flailing legs and you tried your best to take a nice whack at the nurses hand. As soon as it was done, you were fine and you got your little plastic made-in-China fish from the prize box and we were out of there. Well, at least you didn't run away from the doctor down the hallway in your underwear! One day we will laugh at this... oh yes, one day we will laugh at this.

Love,
Mommy