Last Sunday, in the morning before Church, Ethan held out his almost closed hand to me. Thinking nothing of it, I went to open the cupboard door, when I glanced back at his hand. I did a double take when I noticed his piece of "garbage" was a wasp. An alive wasp! It was not dead! Not wanting to have the wasp sting his clinching fist, I tried to get Ethan to drop the wasp. He didn't get it, he didn't want to drop his garbage! In the end he did drop it, but the wasp stung him on his thumb anyway. The wasp also left the stinger behind, in Ethan's little thumb. He cried and I got the stinger out. He cried for about a half hour, but then seemed to be pretty good. During his crying he kept wanting me to kiss his owie. I'd kiss it and then he'd be fine for about thirty seconds and then he'd feel the pain again and want another kiss! So cute! At Church we wasn't really himself but who could blame him! We're all better now though!
And then yesterday was shot day! And I totally forgot. All of a sudden I got a call, and it was our health nurse reminding me of our missed appointment. Oops! It is great that she is a lovely women from our Church and is very friendly and forgiving. She was ready to call it off if I needed that, but I thought that I should just go ahead and get them over with. Mark was on evening shift so we got the twins ready and headed over to the Health Unit. I had just dropped Drew off at Preschool, the last of the year except for his year end celebration! Wanting a nap, but got shots instead! Ethan was first and did pretty good. They each needed two shots and he only cried at the second one. Then I gave him his sippy cup and he was okay. Until it was Sophia's turn. He didn't like it that someone was hurting Sophia. Such a sweetie. But the good thing is that we are done having shots until kindergarten! Yeah!
Hope you all have a great day!
Love Andrea
1 comment:
I can't believe Ethan actually picked up a live wasp! That's kinda' scary.
I remember taking my kids for shots when they were little. I always dreaded it. Now that they're older they are the ones that dread it.
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