I took my kids today to get their immunizations.
And because I am not stupid, I didn't tell them why we were there. When we got out of the car, Junior said "I am not sick" and I said "nope, I am."
They were kind of puzzled that their names were called and not mine but it wasn't until right before the injection that they had the slightest idea. Although since I promised Marble Slab for after we were done, that should have been a hint that it wasn't going to be a fun stop.
Daisy did say that it was the better way to do it, otherwise they would have been upset for the hour we waited before the shot. I don't think I will be able to get away with it again though.
So tonight, Junior is looking at his 2 bandaids on the leg and asks which one is the "pawster."
I have no idea so I ask him to repeat it. "Which one is the pawster?"
"Uh, J-man what I am hearing is 'pawster' "
I look at Daisy and she looks as confused as I am. She says "What is a 'pawster'?"
Deep breath, "You know when there is a good guy and he is a good guy and there is a bad guy who looks like the good guy but he is a bad guy and he takes the good guy and petends to be the good guy but he is a bad guy."
"Oh! An imposter!"
"Uh huh. I'm looking for the impawster. This one has a hole but this one has blood."
"Um, Sweetie, they both were shots." He turns and looks at me, horrified.
"I got two shots on this leg?!?!?"
"It hurts so much worser!"