-how my kids were both magically sick the day of their "well-child" annual check-ups
-how Asher "tossed his cookies" ALL OVER the waiting room at the doctors office
-how I was so shocked I just tried to catch it in my hands (???) and so a passerby cleaned him up until I could come to
-how Ambrose was amused and chipper the whole three-hour fiasco of a visit until the very end when he had to get a TB shot, two vaccinations in his right thigh and one in his left annnnnd
-how I had to hold him and his arms down for all of it while he foamed at the mouth and thrashed like an angry shark
-how he yelled, "I DO NOT LIKE YOU ANYMORE AUNTY WHO LIVES AT THE DOCTORS OFFICE!" to the poor nurse after
-how Asher climbed up on the chair behind me and clung to my back sobbing while all this was going on
-how I bribed them both with large amounts of candy that I had to deliver on after even if one had puked and the other didn't deserve so much as a lick
-how Asher cried for his shirt the entire time, which obviously was collateral damage of the whole catastrophe
-how once they both silently ate their candies at the pharmacy they were totally fine
Yeah, I'll spare you a post about all that.
