"I don't want a check-up," she said.
"I know, Natalie. No one does, but it's a school requirement. Don't worry. I'll be right by your side," I said.
After a moment of contemplating my offer, she picked up a photo of Noah she found lying in the car and asked, "Mom, do you think I could bring this photo of Noah with me to the appointment? Then I could just pretend he was holding my hand."
Now, that's what you call "a shot in the arm."
|Nat holding the photo she took in with her to the doctor appointment.|
A lip whistle prize. Hmmm...I don't think my pediatrician likes me very much.