Tuesday, July 7, 2009

War wounds

Check out those band aids! One on each thigh - three shots and one oral vaccine. Grace was a trooper. Her face turned an unbelievable shade of hot pink and she cried a cry I hadn't yet heard, but she settled down after a bit. And while I was waiting to make her next appointment, she spit out her binky and grinned. I don't think she realizes there are more shots at the next appointment.

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