...is taking three kids for shots on the same day. They each had four. Bad idea.
The good news is that they were all in all, very even tempered about the whole thing. I breastfed Lukey and honestly, what guy wouldn't be placated by the presentation of a naked breast? Molly was her typical sensitive but cerebral self. She was feeling the pressure to be brave after the silly display of mind over matter put on by her sister. Finny went into some "pain free" zone and managed to come through the whole experience completely unscathed. In fact, when we got back to the car, she came out with this:
"Shots are super fun, Mummy."
Really? Apparently a shiny sticker and a short memory are golden.