I have been anticipating/dreading this day for awhile. Anticipating to see how much Elliott has grown, but dreading the shots. My mom has always told me when I got my shots I never cried (apparently we were only given one shot instead of three at the same time), so I was hoping Elliott would follow in my footsteps. She must have taken after her daddy because she screamed and her little face turned beet red. Sadness. At least it's over...for another two months.