Which leads to the dreadful "shots" appointment!
Sweet little Kent kept telling him all about what to expect at the doctor's office. How they would weigh him, check to see how much he's grown, look in his ears and throat and listen to his heart and, of course, get "some shots". I was proud of him. He said, "Don't worry bubba. It doesn't hurt that bad. It's like a little sting and it's over." To which Amos replied, "I'm tough. I can do it! I'm NOT going to cry!"
And then Grace chimes in...
"Oh, yes, you will! They'll give you five shots and you'll scream like a baby!"
That's my girl... honest and blunt!
Needless to say, he did cry. :(
Hand in hand with Daddy