Yesterday she SCREAMED, "Mom, I don't want to be FOUR anymore." Emma had her FOUR year old check up yesterday and she was angry that she had to get FOUR shots. It was a pretty rough appointment for both of us and I forgot my camera (thank goodness for my phone).
She woke up asking if Ally could go with us and hold her hand, so we called RaRa to see if she could get her ready to go with us. Emma is in the 90th percentile on weight and the 50th percentile on height. Our pediatrician was not concerned at all because this is where her statistics have hovered for the last couple years. She is convinced she should start stretching out soon, not sure when since she is still wearing between a size 8 to 8.5 shoe.
She passed her hearing and vision screening with flying colors. I was super proud when the nurse asked Emma to identify all her shapes and letters on the eye chart and she knew every last one of them. The nurse even said, "You did way better than most FOUR year olds."
It was so funny because Emma was extremely detailed in her responses, for example there was a picture of a boat and the nurse was just wanting her to call it a boat. Not our WITTY ITTY BITTY, she told the nurse it was a blue sailboat and the nurse just chuckled.
After FOUR shots and a clean bill of health Emma chose pink ice cream along with having her toenails painted. It was pretty well deserved since she worried about this visit 2 days before it even occurred. Now that the yucky stuff is behind us, FOUR is pretty grand BUT yesterday it was "no fun being FOUR!"
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Oh my word. I remember how miserable the last round of shots were. I can only imagine at 4 years old how hard it is! Poor sweet girl! Glad it didn't totally ruin her day!
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