This morning Noah was feeling a little anxious about having blood drawn...
Me: You've done this before. It will be no big deal for you.
Noah: I don't remember. I'm worried.
Me: I'll be right there with you. I'll hold your hand.
Noah: I just don't remember.
Thankfully, Noah has good veins and the process was pretty painless for him, but it wasn't until we were driving home that I discovered the true source of his worry. It wasn't needles.
Me: "You did great. Nothing to worry about."
Noah: "Mom, the force is still strong in me."
Me: "Definitely, buddy...definitely."