No Flu Shot for Trent....Almost.

Last week I took the kids to get their flu shot. Unfortunately, Trent overheard me talking about it on the phone so he started dreading it early in the day. As we were waiting for our turn Trent tells me he has to use the restroom, which is just in the same room as we were in. Just as he goes in the bathroom the nurse tells us that she's ready. So first up was Easton, he did great, no tears. Then Bryn Leigh got poked. A little fuss but she was still pretty tough. We have one last shot but no Trent out of the bathroom yet. This is the conversation that followed.

Mom: "Trent you need to come out"

Trent: "I'm not getting a shot"

Mom: (thinking I could outsmart him) "Easton needs to go potty, please come out."

Trent: Tell him to find another bathroom.

Mom: tries not to laugh.

Trent:"I don't want a shot."

It just so happens that the health dept doesn't have a key to this particular door, or at least not that anyone can find. So for the next 20 min the nurse is frantically looking for a key. I try my best to persuade Trent that we can "talk" about whether he will still have to get a shot after he comes out. Not that I'm a talk-it-through kind of mom but I tried that tactic. All the while trying my best not to let on how humored I am by this little incident. Finally he comes out. I threw him over my shoulder and while he kicks and screams about not wanting a shot the nurse pulls down the waist band of his pants and gives him the shot. As I set him down after all was done and he says to me,

"Mom I really don't want a shot".

I said "Trent you already had it.

To which he gives me a puzzled look and says

"I did?"