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The number of shots Noah got the other day, in preparation for Kindergarten...

and the number of years until Noah needs any more shots.

Look at that happy face

Background:  Noah hates to get shots.  Previous experiences include having to move the table in the doctors office to pull him out of his hiding spot and calling in several extra nurses to help me hold him down.  All this followed by HOURS of Noah screaming.  And this was just 6 months ago, when we got our flu shots.  So you can imagine how excited I was about taking him in for 4 shots.

We've been prepping him for awhile.  All kids who want to go to kindergarten have to get these 4 shots.  This caused him no small amount of anxiety.

Then, about 2 weeks ago, Noah suddenly announced he was ready for his shots.  But things are hectic around here (as usual) and I didn't get around to making the appointment.  Until last Friday, at 4pm when Noah got mad at me saying, "Mom, why haven't you scheduled my appointment yet?!?"  I called right then and there - and got him an appointment for Monday afternoon.

To encourage Noah to be brave, we told him he could go to the "Bounce House" afterwards.  That got him excited.  Noah was on the countdown all weekend.

And suddenly, there we were, in the doctors office on Monday afternoon.  Noah was calm and talkative and I was so nervous I thought I was gonna puke.  Noah kept saying, "I hope they call my name next!"

He didn't get nervous until they had him lay back on the table - and then I could see it all over his face.  He got 2 sets of 2 shots at a time, in the thighs.  He cried while they were going in (so did I) but as soon as it was over, he was fine.  Although he did make a rule that no one could touch his legs except for him.  He made me promise to tell dad "no wrestling."  The best part?  Noah learned he doesn't need any more shots until he's 13.

So we headed to the Bounce House, where Noah had an absolute blast with his little sis and his legs didn't bother him one bit.

I would like to thank Jocelyn Jackson, Noah's friend and inspiration for getting his shots.  (She got hers first.)

(Overdue) Confessions

A week or two (or three) ago (it's all a blur) I spent three hours working out at the gym.  Because I was watching The Bachelor.  The Season Finale.  Which was 2 hours.  What I didn't realize is that the "After The Final Rose" episode would come on immediately after.  And then I couldn't leave.  So I did three hours of (slow) cardio.

Embarrassing, yes.

The week before that, I'd missed the "Women Tell All" episode (also 2 hours).  And we don't have tivo.  So later that week, when everyone was in bed, I plugged my headphones into my mac and started watching it online.  It was late.  It was dark.  And suddenly someone puts there little hand on my shoulder.  And I about had a heart attack.

Turned out it was just Noah (who is a little insomniac lately).  But I couldn't calm down.  All I remember is the words "freak" and "crap" coming out of my mouth a lot for the next 30 seconds.

And now Noah keeps saying "freak."

As for The Bachelor...

I don't really believe in it.  I never plan to watch it.  I don't start out watching it.  But (usually on one of Paul's call nights) I'll be flipping channels and suddenly there it is.  And then I'm hooked.

But after this season, I swore I was done.

And then they announced that Jillian would be the next Bachelorette.

I love Jillian.

So I might just have to watch one more season.

But she did say she doesn't want her dad seeing anymore hot tub scenes - so maybe I can watch it guilt-free : )

One more thing...

Paul is so embarrassed that I watch The Bachelor.

A First

Yep.

Noah lost a tooth.

And I don't think I've seen anything cuter than his smile in quite a long time.

The loss of this tooth came as a surprise, at least to me and Paul.  He lost it at his friends, while jumping in the bounce house.  My first thought was that he'd knocked it out.  But it turns out he'd told Paul a few days earlier that it was loose.  Paul didn't believe him.

The toothfairy came that night.

Noah was very excited about the "100 cents" she left him.

 

Stay tuned...the next tooth is already loose.

Shout Out

To my Rochester Girls...

(specifically Steph, Jo, Jess, Shell, Carls)

You know why!

(What?  You haven't seen "What Happens in Vegas"?)

Thanks for being the best friends a girl could ask for - and filling in for those (many) times when my husband can't be there.

(We BOTH) Love you for it!