Friday, September 30, 2011

SHOTS ANYONE?

And I don’t mean grey goose, chilled patron, or kamikazes.  [those were the days] 

We weren’t doing shots at the bar. 

Rather, we were doing shots at the pediatrician’s office: DTaP, Hib, Hep B, polio…and none of these require a chaser.  Though, Little Mister probably would’ve appreciated one.  Shots in his adorably chunky thighs provoked a fire-red face, trembling arms, and a 911-worthy shriek that I’ve never before seen or heard.  The corner of my own eyes got weepy. 

Reminiscing on Little Mister’s first rite of passage somewhat made me giggle later that evening.  Funny?  Ok, well maybe not funny, but there was some comedy in the moment….the look, the noise, the drama.  The way I saw it, this was just the beginning.  Life is full of good times and hard times.  And as his Mommy, I wish Reef the whole spectrum -- the most wonderful experiences to enjoy, and difficult times that will make him stronger.  Every day is a gift, and you must find the joy/ meaning/ strength with each experience dealt to you (good or bad). 

Here’s to life!  Now who wants a shooter?

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