Mar 17
Me: Quinn, we have to do your shot shortly.
Quinn: Tomorrow! Tomorrow!
Quinn, shrieking: TOMORROW!
Me: We have to do it honey…it makes you feel better.
Quinn: NO! I don’t want it tonight, tomorrow or never! I do not want to feel better!
Me, calmly: I know sweetie, I do not like to give you your shots…
Quinn: They ARE NOT MY SHOTS! They are someone’s shots! But NOT MINE!
Julian and I holding Quinn.
Quinn, with a distinct long pause between most of these words: Stop it YOU! And YOU, TOO! I. HATE. THESE. SHOTS. THEY. ARE. STUPID. AND. YOU. SHOULD. NOT. GIVE. THEM. TO. ME. EVER. EVER. NOT. ANY. DAY. EVER.
oh, oh, oh, a bad time was had by all. hang in there; she DOES have more energy.
Shots are so hard to explain. They do good but are so not nice. sigh.
My sweet little QB…..
Thinking of you,
Jody
And here you made me cry on a Wednesday night. Wish I could do something…hang in there – I love all of you.
I’m so, so sorry for you and Quinn. This sucks…good to make her feel better, but the painful delivery is awful. I love you guys and thinking of you.
Love,
Jen
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