« DMV Saga: The Final Chapter | Main | Oh the weather outside is (going to be) frightful... »
You can follow this conversation by subscribing to the comment feed for this post.
This is only a preview. Your comment has not yet been posted.
As a final step before posting your comment, enter the letters and numbers you see in the image below. This prevents automated programs from posting comments.
Having trouble reading this image? View an alternate.
Oh, poor babies! Such brave troopers. I don't know how you could stand to watch it. When mine were babies, I'd have to leave the room when they gave them shots.
Posted by: Chesapeake Bay Woman | Dec 15, 2009 at 10:19 PM
They were all very brave and not one tear was shed. The big boys prepped the Peezer to be VEWY BWAVE and he WAS.
Posted by: Meg | Dec 16, 2009 at 06:38 AM
I guess only a grandma would say "adorable" but that's what I said. And also, "Awwww." Remember how Grandma Sarah wouldn't give you the shots when you went to the Doc in Newport where she worked, because she didn't want to hurt you?
Posted by: Soup's Mom | Dec 16, 2009 at 01:27 PM
No, I thought she DID give the shots, very expertly too! She'd do the old "I'm gonna count to 3" but stick it on two, and insert the lollipop on three. Don't tell me I've reinvented my own history?
Posted by: Meg | Dec 16, 2009 at 01:31 PM
Does squeezing the eyes real tight help? I'm gonna try that during something painful, like "Larry King."
Posted by: foolery | Dec 21, 2009 at 03:44 PM