Yesterday we went on base to get our flu shots. When we got to the Exchange, there was a big truck on the sidewalk. Jack was very excited about it, especially when I told him we got to go inside. Little did my sweet boy know, it was the portable flu-shot station. When I sat Jack on the table for his shot, I told him we would get ice cream as soon as we were done. He cried for just a second after his shot, and the sucker the nurse gave him helped more than Mommy kisses.
Jack watched wide-eyed as I got my shot and Band Aid, and reminded me about the ice cream as soon as we left the truck. We went down to the Ben & Jerry's (which is owned by a friend of mine) and shared a small bowl of frozen yogurt (after throwing out his sucker)...I love that Jack is still young enough that he doesn't know the difference! As we were eating he kept clasping his chubby hands together and would say, "Brrrr!" Then he would crack up laughing and giggling so hard. He did this many times, and I laughed right along. The Marine at the table next to us was trying to enjoy a cup of coffee with his newspaper, but he too started chuckling along with Jack.
Nothing like seeing a big, tough Marine in uniform giggling along with a toddler!