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I have never talked to Gentry about shots before. I just don’t bring it up and by not addressing this, I assume that he is not out shooting heroine. I also assume that he not going and getting immunizations when I have my eyes closed.

A couple days ago he had his three year check up and we discussed all my concerns. By all my concerns I mean, my concerns. I managed to squeeze in some questions about Gentry so I didn’t sound completely self-centered. But lets get this straight. Gentry is concerned with Spiderman, becoming Spiderman and cookies. I, however, have concerns of my own. About my life and the amount of crap I let in. So I had some concerns worth discussing. The doctor said to follow my heart, and I am. I feel good about my decisions.

After the discussion, the nurse walked in and said, “Time for a shot!” Like it was now time to pull a chocolate coated Spiderman with nougat center from her hat. Like, are you ready for the happiest time of your young life? Gentry was not fooled and proceeded to climb the walls, shrieking-and-cavorting-Spiderman-style. He has never been so scared in his life and I don’t know who told him that shots were near death and that the Green Goblin was actually going to come and pull his head off and throw it into a burning building. But lets just say the tantrum that followed was incredible. Spectacular. An A++ as far as tantrums go.

I bribed him with french fries and tried to distract him with a book that was not about Spiderman. He was still not fooled.

He was so upset about being poked by the nurse he would not let me put his pants back on. He then proceeded to inform me that he is no longer in need a mother. I had turned on him and let someone poke him with a needle. For obvious reasons, he thought he could so a much better job that I do.

As we were driving home, I told him that Peter Parker got poked by a spider and it turned him into Spiderman. I could hear the little hampsters in his mind churning. I told him that sometimes we have to get shots so that we can be strong like Spiderman.

Today, he told me that he got poked like Spiderman. I think he is expecting the change any minute now.