Thursday, November 6, 2008

We're invited to get flu shots.




Went.




Locked.



I know what I'll give him for his birthday next summer... Not-A-Flu-Shot!

Summary:
We were invited to get flu shots. The Superkid begged me not to go, but I was unrelenting. We arrived exactly at 7 PM. But the door was locked. Then I saw that I had read the invitation wrong, we don't have to go there untill next week. I felt like a cheese head. The superkid was happy.

2 comments:

Dick said...

He won't be happy next week.

Indrani said...

So sweet! I love the way you share your stories with us!