The other day I had to take Miss May to the doctors. She was a very little girl with a very BIG cold. While I was there I asked the doc about a few extras that I had been slacking on.... like immunizations for Bubba Jones. (I am so getting the worst mother of the year award!)
"Sure, no problem! We can do what is needs today and you come back in six months for the last shot," the doctor tells me. Now my doctor is a chicken..... he doesn't give the kids their shots, he makes the nurses do it. So, the nurse comes in with the tray and I lay Bubba Jones on the table and pull his pants down.
"Okay honey," she says. "This is just a little poke."
She cleans his leg... gives him the shot and... NOTHING!!!!!
NOT a cry, whimper, or tears! NOTHING!!!
I stand him back up, pull up his pants and he walks away as if nothing happened.
So any of you out there know a braver little boy.... let me know.
~honey
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- "We know that God is everywhere; but certainly we feel His presence most when His works are on the grandest scale spread before us; and it is in the unclouded night sky, where His worlds wheel their silent course, that we read clearest His infinitude, His omnipotence, His omnipresence." Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte
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