Sam had his 2-year-old doctor’s checkup yesterday. Aline and the kids took the bus to get to the doctor’s and I joined them at her office. As I arrived, I could see our doctor filling up her needle in the lab area and jokingly told her to go easy on the little guy.
A minute later, I heard his familiar cry. It didn’t last too long unlike Hazel who I’m sure will scream like a banshee when it’s time for her next one. Then out he came and ran into my arms with blotchy red eyes and a smile on his face sorrowfully repeating ‘hurts, hurts, hurts’.
