The War At Home
I know I'm ripping off the title to a TV show, but since I'm pretty sure no one watches it, I don't care.
Today was the day our kids were scheduled to get flu shots. While my wife has many admirable qualities, (No Syd, I am not putting up another picture), not being a hypochondriac is not one of them. Consequently, our kids are immunized against any conceivable thing and their immune systems will probably never learn to fight on their own. I recognize that my wife and her kin are probably chiefly responsible for the emergence of super-bacteria that are resisitant to most strains on medicine, but as long as she keeps letting me see her naked, science is going to have to fight this battle on its own.
I just called home to see how things went. Apparently the little woman was on the phone with someone talking about the impending shots. My daughter apparently overheard this and went to draw up a note. Said note was then presented to Mom. It said "I don't want a flu shot", but there was also a crossed out portion. It said "I hete you Mommy" Mom asks, "Hey, does this say I hate you Mommy"?, to which our sweet little innocent replies, "yeah, but I crossed it out because I really love you. But I really don't want a shot."
They got their shots and we saved the note.
Today was the day our kids were scheduled to get flu shots. While my wife has many admirable qualities, (No Syd, I am not putting up another picture), not being a hypochondriac is not one of them. Consequently, our kids are immunized against any conceivable thing and their immune systems will probably never learn to fight on their own. I recognize that my wife and her kin are probably chiefly responsible for the emergence of super-bacteria that are resisitant to most strains on medicine, but as long as she keeps letting me see her naked, science is going to have to fight this battle on its own.
I just called home to see how things went. Apparently the little woman was on the phone with someone talking about the impending shots. My daughter apparently overheard this and went to draw up a note. Said note was then presented to Mom. It said "I don't want a flu shot", but there was also a crossed out portion. It said "I hete you Mommy" Mom asks, "Hey, does this say I hate you Mommy"?, to which our sweet little innocent replies, "yeah, but I crossed it out because I really love you. But I really don't want a shot."
They got their shots and we saved the note.
posted by limpy99 at 11:07 AM
8 Comments:
The note is adorable. I can't wait for you to pull it out and show it to her in say 15 years.
I never take medicine or go to the doctor for that matter. I'll probably live to be 100 simply for spite.
My 3 year old was nagging me about getting something down off the shelf for him. I was right in the middle of doing something important (saving the world from terrorists) and after about the 10th time I just stood up and grabbed what he wanted and threw it on the ground. He picked it up and then went around the corner and I heard him say "That's fine, be grumpy. I still got what I wanted". I was never prouder of him than at that moment.
Can't blame a kid for not wanting a shot. I don't want one either. Lucky for me, my mom doesn't get to say anymore.
I don't think flu shots work. But I understand you got to compromise on the home front.
I was laying in bed with my 9 year old last night and our cat Willie walked in the room and was trying to get my attention cuz he was either hungry or wanted me to let him outside. He annoys the fuck out of me so I called him a bastard. My 9 year old slugged me in the arm really hard - I asked him why he did that he replied "don't call Willie a bastard, that's mean".
Ooooops, sorry - never again, I promise. My arm is still aching.
I'll overlook that you taunted me with talk of your naked wife. But only because the story was so damned cute.
One of the favorite stories of my childhood (no, I don’t remember the incident, just the story) is when I was about 4-years-old and getting a shot (in my ass, of course). According to the story, I kicked the needle out of the doctor’s hand, it flew straight up into the air, and when it came back down it stuck in the doc’s forearm.
I never shared that story with my sons.
That is absolutely adorable. Knowing me, I would have written my son a note back that said: I luve u, and yer gettin a shot.
You know, just to watch him flip the hell out for a little while...for fun! *L*
CP.
btw...tell the sweet wife that the flu shots have been increasingly shown NOT to do anything to deter flus at all, especially in children. They are recommended for the elderly and the immunosuppressed only.
Better yet, don't tell her.
You won't see her naked anymore.
That note is beyond cute! Pull that bad boy out at her wedding rehersal dinner....it'll be a big hit!
I love Nonny's story too.
Little kids are cutastic! ;-)
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