I have been at the doctor’s office more times in the last year and a half than I have been in the prior twenty-seven years thanks to the boys. It is usually just routine visits, but between the two of them, it adds up. I also have to give Beth credit, until RJ was two, she handled the doctor’s visits without complaint. RJ had quite a few checkups before he turned two to monitor for any permanent damage after having meningitis when he was four weeks old.
Once I left active duty I enjoyed the fact that I could take on more of these routine visits, and took the boys to almost all of their appointments. However, Beth was afforded the opportunity to take Tony to his two year checkup. Everything went well up until his vaccinations. Like most of us, Tony does not like to be stuck with needles.
After his inoculations, without missing a beat, Tony promptly told the nurse, “I don’t like you.”
I have never heard Tony state his feelings so succinctly. Is it wrong that I am proud of him for that?