Zade got SHOT!

Okay, so he got shots, not shot. Poor little guy. His face turned such an intense red, like a red crayon--THAT red. And then he started screaming bloody murder. Fortunately, he calmed down pretty quickly, but, man, I felt traumatized by it, too (ah, the joys of being a mother, eh?). Another fortunate thing was that the nurse was incredibly fast--she was starting the second shot before Zade even started screaming, and then all of the shots were suddenly done and there were cool Looney Tunes bandaids covering them. Talk about speedy.