Today Seamus battled with his flu vaccination. He was feeling brave and ready to do it, until we arrived at the doctor's office. We had talked about the benefits of getting the shot, what it does in your body, and how it would feel like a pinch. We recalled that he has had plenty of uneventful vaccinations throughout his life, including a flu shot every year so far. Then Daddy, Liam, Alistair, and I all got our shots with absolutely no fuss. Even Alistair - he did not even flinch. Finally, it was Seamus' turn. The nurse looked at him and he screamed like a banshee. Everyone in the waiting room must have thought that we were murdering him. There was crying, thrashing, wailing, you name it...oh, the drama. "But Mama - it hurt SO bad!" Sigh.
Speaking of things that hurt, Ian injured his arm yesterday trying to start the pressure washer. Given that it is still tender, he was not looking forward to battling the chunks of cured pork belly that he smoked yesterday into bacon slices. Luckily, he borrowed an electric meat slicer which made the work a breeze.
My battle for today was getting all three boys and all the farm animals to bed tonight while Ian worked late. I had to resort to TV for the older boys so I could nurse Ali to sleep and get the animals in their barns before dark. My homemade cream of mushroom soup was a bust for dinner.
I normally do not cave to fussy children's food aversions, but it was late and everyone was tired out from fighting their respective battles. The boys ended up eating Cheerios with bananas for supper. They went to bed happy with the flu shot drama finally forgotten.
Goodness, what a day. At least Alistair had a great one.
All I can say is that we had better not come down with the flu after all this!
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