Flu Shots...

Getting her annual flu shot...

I forgot to blog about our experience getting our flu shots this year. Last week, the whole family went into the doctor's office to recieve our flu shots. We told the kids that if they wanted to hold the baby, they had to get a flu shot. Colton cried all the way to the doctor's office. Cannon just kind of yelled at us and told us he was not going to get one. Once we got into the office and filled out the paper work, the kids were growing more anxious. Finally it was time. Mom went first, then Dad, then Colton (who didn't cry because the nurse promised him 2 extra surprises if he didn't cry), and then Cannon. He said Ouch when they put the needle in his arm and his eyes started to well up with tears. I said, "Cannon don't cry, so you can get the extra surprises." He immedietly wiped his eyes and picked out his toys. The moment we got into the car the tirad started. Cannon cried and yelled at us for one hour. He said "I hate you Dad, you paid that lady to give me shot." He continued this for quite some time. Then we went to Texas Roadhouse for dinner, because the nurse told Greg that he had to take us to dinner for getting our shots. Cannon was still crying when we got into the restaurant. We had only been seated for a few minutes when Cannon looked up into a booth across the way and said, "I hate that lady, she gave me my flu shot."
He thought the nurse was at the restaurant. Finally everything calmed down. Whew...what an experience.

Well we thought everything had been forgotten about the dreaded flu shots until yesterday when we were asking Cannon if he was excited to hold the baby. He replies, "I am going to pick the baby up all the time." With wide eyes, Greg calmly says, "Cannon you can't pick up the baby, you are too little." He looks directly at Greg, and very seriously yells, "Yes, I can...I got my Ching Shot." He meant flu shot and Greg and I couldn't stop laughing.