I just got some blood work done. Had to bring the boy-o.
He's come with me before, but I doubt he remembers it-- it was a long time ago for him.
He did not like the look of the nurse. Eyed her putting on her gloves with acute suspicion. We both explained to him that she was there for me, not him.
Turns out it didn't matter. He didn't like someone messing with his mama.
"Look, he's protecting you. Little boys are so sweet that way."
I hated upsetting him. But he really did seem to want to protect me. Which was touching, and sweet, and a little sad.
First time that's happened.

So sweet. Little girls do that too. I once got some food I am allergic to on the plane and my daughter got very upset with the stewardess and yelled at her.
Her overall attitude is: NO ONE MESSES WITH MY MAMA! (Except her, of course!)
Posted by: ozma | February 27, 2013 at 01:35 PM
Awww! Your daughter sounds like a tough cookie. I'm glad she watches out for you! :)
Posted by: roo | February 28, 2013 at 11:33 PM