Traumatized

I sneakily took Lukas into SLVHD to get his 5 year-old immunizations. I knew if I told him where we were going and what to expect I would have to drag him in and pin him down to get him to stay. So I just said we had to stop at this place real quick to get his immunizations (not expanding on what that meant exactly.) He started looking around and saw a poster with a big needle and some funny fuzzy-germ looking things (see picture attached). He turns to me and says, "I'm scared. I think I'm gonna have to get a shot." I distracted him for as long as possible and then the nurse calls our name. We step into the little office and sure enough, he panics, and darts for the door. I had to restrain him and it took all my strength just to hold him and keep him from knocking the nurse down. The nurse was very understanding and went as fast as he could. Lukas was sweaty and hysterical. It was really sad. I knew he'd never trust me again. He was screaming and making such a fuss that I felt sorry for whoever had to hear him in the waiting area. (There was a long line of people getting their H1N1 shots). For several days after when Pat and I would talk about getting our flu shots, Lukas would get in panic mode and run out of the room saying, "I'm never doing that again!" I had to check where the shots were taken to make sure they were ok, and it took him awhile to let me. He had swelling on one arm and was so scared that he'd have to go in and get another shot. I told him he doesn't have to have shots until he's in 7th grade. Even then he said he didn't want to. And Pat, being the nurse that he is, is insisting that we all go get our H1N1 shots. Luckily they have the mist that you inhale, so I've been prepping Lukas for what that will be like instead of a needle. He seems ok with it, but man that kid was traumatized.

The Letter

Lukas got in big trouble with his dad the other day. He felt so sad about it, but just doesn't quite handle it well. He's very dramatic (I wonder where he got that from...?) and will say, "I guess you hate me then." And on and on. He runs away (like into his closet or in the bathroom) and won't come out for awhile. We keep telling him that we all make mistakes and that we can't run away or be so dramatic. We just need to feel sorry and say sorry and then move on. Well, after this little fall out with Pat, Lukas came to get me to have me help him write a letter to Daddy. This is what he wrote: Dear Daddy, I'm sorry (smiley face) that I hurt your feelings and that I go away from you. I want to be friends now. I (heart) U so much. Love, Lukas.

Silverpups Preschool

Another year of preschool has started for Lukas. He goes to Riverton High School where they have a preschool curriculum for the high school students to teach and there are just as many teachers as there are kids. He went here last year so he knew what to expect on the first day. He has looked forward to coming back ever since it ended. We love the teacher(s) and Lukas is learning so much. They have the funnest lessons and he comes home with the cutest things. He writes his name so clearly and it's fun to see how he is progressing. It's weird to think I have another year before he starts kindergarten. Then another year of just half day. YIKES! I need my kids to be in school all day so I will miss them. Haha. {I don't know what I'd do without them to be honest, but I sure would love some quiet.}