And then the nice lady stabbed her with pins and she looked so betrayed and I was like, Uhh, here, have your immunization record, and she was like, Hmmmm...
and then she was like, *nom*
and then we went to the park where she was like
and also like
Monday, September 03, 2012
I dread the day when she knows what 'clinic' means.
We went for her six-month immunizations last week because I am prompt about medical things (wait. What is the opposite of 'prompt'?) and Eleanor isn't sentient enough to connect things like 'clinics' and 'immunizations' so at first she was all, I GET TO SIT IN A CHAIR BECAUSE I AM BIG.
And then the nice lady stabbed her with pins and she looked so betrayed and I was like, Uhh, here, have your immunization record, and she was like, Hmmmm...
and then she was like, *nom*
and then we went to the park where she was like
and also like
And then the nice lady stabbed her with pins and she looked so betrayed and I was like, Uhh, here, have your immunization record, and she was like, Hmmmm...
and then she was like, *nom*
and then we went to the park where she was like
and also like
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3 comments:
So glad she's enjoying the park now.
You don't know me from Adam, but I have to say that you might have the cutest kid in the world. Like, possibly cuter than mine, she's so cute. Insanely cute.
She's really taken to that swing! I love how pumped she looks in the chair at the beginning.
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