Flu Shots

Last week, it was time to take the Magster in for her four year vaccines. In California, this is quite an awful vaccine period because the kids get four shots and one of shots MMR, hurts. Since it's fall and La Nina is prone to asthma, we all get flu shots too. That meant the Magster needed five shots.

The Magster faced the mountain of needles with great bravery. She took the first four shots without flinching. The fifth shot, the one that hurt, her eyes filled with tears, her lip quivered, but she didn't cry. Of course, I'd promised her ice cream if she was brave and the Magster will do anything for ice cream.

When we came home, the Magster proudly told anyone who would listen that she didn't cry for her shots. She showed off all five of her bandaids. She lined up her five stickers on the counter. This, of course, burned her sister who has ran from the room screaming in the face of shots. It also motivated La Nina. La Nina wanted to prove she could get a shot without crying.

Today, the Dad took La Nina in for her flu shot. First, I think he's never taken the kids for a shot. Second, of the kids to take, I wouldn't start with La Nina, but I digress. Anyway, she did it. She made it through her flu shot like a trooper. I don't know if it was her sister or the Happy Meal we promised that motivated her, but either way, it's a heck of a lot better than last year when we had to drag her into the clinic kicking and screaming.