Last night, we got our first snow of the season. We were pretty excited, although we only got, like, 1/4".
It was cold enough to stick and last through today.
This morning, we had to wake Callan up from a sound sleep to get him to his 12 month well-baby check up on time. His appointment was at 9:30am, I jumped out of bed at 8:40 with just enough time to brush my teeth, get dressed, and wake up, change, and bundle up Callan. The poor guy got 6 shots, 3 in each thigh. The nurse felt so bad for him, she gave him a sticker and a lollipop as I scheduled his next appointment for March. The dum-dum seemed to distract him from his poor little legs.
His first lollipop. He liked it. He had had enough a few licks in, though. I was ok with that.
Our little man has Tylenol in his system and is taking a nice long snooze right now.
Shot days are no fun.