Brrr!

Apparently, when you’re six months old and on your way to get some vaccines, and it’s -20 with high winds, the best thing to do is to snuggle up and have a nap.

I ended up getting the flu shot while there. And Henri, who had had his three shots already and was calm again, started crying when he saw the nurse getting ready to inject me. And he cried harder when she did object me. Not sure if it’s because he remembered the pain, or because he felt sorry for me, or because he didn’t know our bodies are separate. But it was rather cute.

The rest of the day was spent napping, crying a bit, and napping some more. I had an appointment and did some Christmas shopping.