Today was Jonathan's 1 year check up. I know it's a bit late, but this is just how it played out....
When the nurse came in to give Jonathan his shots he leaned over to hug her. Scratch that, he LUNGED for her. She took him from me and hugged him, saying how sweet he was. By this point the nurse and I were both feeling bad. The little guy didn't know what he had coming. (For the record I don't like needles so this is the worst part of the visit, luckily it's over pretty quickly.) We laid him down and he did fine for the first half of the first shot. After that he was a water works complete with screams of protest (I have yet to meet a baby who doesn't cry). After he was back in my arms he quieted down and smiled at the nurse. He even waved bye-bye on the way out the door.
