1/31/13
I took Miles to the pediatricians by myself today, and I can truthfully say one of the worst experiences to go through is being asked to hold your child down while something that hurts is done to them. While he was getting his shot, he was looking at me like "why in the hell would you let this happen to me, you garbage smelling piece of poo!" All I could do was hold him afterwards and tell him I'm sorry, which basically amounts to a whole lot of too late. Then, when I tried telling him that it was for his own good, since babies can die from the flu, he threw his snack trap right at my face. I deserved it though, I did.
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