Cunksi had her four month check up.
There were shots.
There were tears.
From both her and her Ate, which nearly made me cry, seeing him cry.(Nothing makes me cry faster than seeing my hubs cry.) See, this was the first "shot" visit he attended with us, it was muchly hard on him. They are hard on me too, but I can't cry, I'm the Ina. So I grit my teeth and bare it while I comfort her. Then there was boob, making all things better.
But before all that, the doctor checked her over and said to us: "She is beautiful. She is perfect."
(I knew I picked him for a reason.)
What else could parents ask for?
