My 8 year old daughter has to get her flu shot at the allergist because she is allergic to eggs. Yesterday when I took her in for her normal monthly allergy shot, I asked if she could also get her flu shot. Then I asked (okay begged) if my other 3 kids and I could get our flu shots, too, to save us a separate trip to the pediatrician.
They said "yes". When they called us back to the injection room where there is typically 1 or maybe 2 nurses, I ushered all 4 of my kids through the doorway and looked up to see 4 different nurses all ready and waiting on us! I think one nurse had called in reinforcements from the clinic area!
My boys were super brave, the girls not so much! My 4 year old daughter had to have a ton of shots to catch up on regular childhood immunizations after being adopted from Ethiopia at age 3, so there is always drama now when she needs a shot because all those shots most kids get as babies and don't even remember, she REMEMBERS. She was her typical pitiful self after the shot with tears and the saddest expression, the nurses couldn't stand it. "Just look at her! That breaks my heart!" one of them kept saying. Little Girl KNOWS how to work a room and she does pitiful really well!
At one point as my 8 year old daughter was literally on the floor trying to avoid her shot and a nurse told her, "Your little sister did it," my 6 year old son piped up and loudly announced to all the nurses that he did it and he was "THE SECOND YOUNGEST!"
I've never heard him refer to himself as "the second youngest" before. But it cracked me up and also made me feel like I had more like 10 kids instead of 4!
But, we survived! And they talked me into chocolate shakes at Sonic to celebrate!
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We had some rainy weather last week, which always means the "dog towel" takes up residence by the back door to wipe muddy dog paws. Only Madeline doesn't like to leave the towel by the door, but prefers to carry it around the house!
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If you've been following along on this blog for very long, this next statement will make you laugh. Somehow I ended up as room mom for my daughter's 3rd grade class.
I know! Room mom. I have blogged before about how I avoid that job like the plague. There are tons of other volunteer jobs that I do, like helping children learn to read in the library, doing special projects for the teachers, teaching children's bible study, visiting child abuse victims in foster homes and testifying in court on their behalf, but that "room mom" job always seemed like too much soliciting help/money from other parents for whatever class party/school function/teacher gift was coming up for my taste. So, I'm not at all sure how this happened except that it did involve an email specifically requesting help with the role and I couldn't say "no".
Now I'm in the world where I get approximately 17 emails every day with the subject line "Fall Carnival Class Basket". Meanwhile thousands of children died of starvation around the world today.
As you can see I am perfectly suited for this class mom job!
As you can see I am perfectly suited for this class mom job!
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On a related note, have you ever been drafting an email to your child's teacher and you suddenly become overly worried about your grammar and use of commas? Happens to me all the time!!
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Perhaps you will bring a fresh perspective to the job 'room mom' : ) I taught school and my favorite room moms were the ones who were relaxed about the role, as opposed to those who viewed it as a political appointment. I'm sure the teacher is happy to have you on board. Good for you knocking out all those flu shots at once! Enjoy your weekend.
ReplyDeleteThat was convenient you got your kids their flu shots all at once--the Sonic Shakes sound good!
ReplyDeleteWhat an adventure at the Dr.s office! I love how your youngest daughter is looking at her big sister. What a cute picture of your dog too. Have a great weekend!
ReplyDeleteAs my kids room mom I am thankful that our baskets aren't due til the new year
ReplyDeleteHahaha, the second youngest. Well he knows his place in the pecking order. Love the doggy towel. Good luck room mom!
ReplyDeleteIt never occurred to me that parents worry about their grammar, etc. when they email me, but it makes sense. Too bad their kids don't have the same worries.haha
ReplyDeleteI didn't know that you had that role with child abuse victims--That's really admirable.
I can totally relate to the dog towel thing; Steve is always clean enough, but Milo is another story. I should take a photo of our feet-ceaning method; it's pretty funny.
Thanks for linking up. Have a great weekend!
It never occurred to me that parents worry about their grammar, etc. when they email me, but it makes sense. Too bad their kids don't have the same worries.haha
ReplyDeleteI didn't know that you had that role with child abuse victims--That's really admirable.
I can totally relate to the dog towel thing; Steve is always clean enough, but Milo is another story. I should take a photo of our feet-ceaning method; it's pretty funny.
Thanks for linking up. Have a great weekend!