My heart dropped when the doctor told me (at Farrah’s and Callie’s well child visit) that Farrah was due for 4 shots today, but it didn’t seem to phase Farrah one bit. In fact, she sat on the table with a smile, and didn’t flinch until the second shot began. She whimpered a bit, and all four were done without her letting out a true “cry”. She immediately got up with a hug from me, and was totally fine. I didn’t hear another word about it! So I did what any bold mother would do… I drove right to Toys ‘R Us and told her to pick out any one item.
After following her through the store, past the Barbies and coloring books and other small trinkets I was sure she’d cling to, I was happy when we stopped on the aisle with the stuffed animals. How bag could that be? Hmm, Farrah was thinking “go big or go home”… Fifty bucks later, here we go: