Shots

 Two Fridays ago Havah had Kindergarten registration... she was SOOO excited!

Counted, wrote her name, read a few words, cut, drew... whew... she's smart enough ;)

(was there any doubt?)

Then she found out she had to get more shots...

Saturday she brought me this letter.

Mom I am sorry but i can't go to kindergarten. 

Kindergarten= needing shots... Havah doesn't want shots, so logically the way to avoid this is no Kindergarten. Right?

I told her I was sad to hear that she didn't want to go to Kindergarten, but that she would still have to get shots. She was not happy.

Friday it was time to go to our awesome pediatrician, Dr. Welch (thank you Hyer's for the recommendation). I didn't tell her. We all got in the car and drove to the Dr. office. Dad dropped us off and took Lilly & Gid with him to the bike store. 

Havah started to get a little suspicious when I made her take tylenol. I don't just hand that stuff out. You better be feeling yucky... 

"Mom, why are we here?"

"I'll tell you in a minute."

"I have a guess... shots..."

"Yup."

She tensed... then accepted her fate. We talked about relaxing and how it doesn't hurt as bad if you relax your muscles. 

Now what we didn't know, was that Dad and Lilly were pretty worried about Havah... and while we were int he Doctor's office, Lilly was saying a prayer, asking her Heavenly Father to help her sister be okay and not cry. 

Prayer answered. She took a deep breath and relaxed, and it hurt, but she was AWESOME! 

Not a tear (even though 5 shots could justify it).

Now, all she can talk about is Kindergarten....