spinthemoon (spinthemoon) wrote,
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spinthemoon

Every victory counts

Each Saturday, I go to the allergy clinic to get shots. This is always good for sympathy from my youngest, who recently received his two-year immunizations.

"Where you going, Mommy?" he asks as I brush my hair.

"To get my shots." This elicits a look of sympathetic comaraderie. His eyes grow big.

"How many shots?" he asks.

"I have to get three shots." I tell him.

"Logan got four shots...here...here...here...here" he shouts triumphantly, poking his thighs for emphasis, sympathy dissolved in the joy of victory. He has one-upped me again.

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