My Little Angel

I had a doctor's appointment on Tuesday for blood work. Dreading the long wait and then the inevitable prick of the needle, I thought I would take Claire along for a little distraction and company. Knowing that she might prove to be a distraction to everyone, I came armed with her stroller--otherwise know as a restraint device--books, treats and a sippy cup. Much to my surprise Claire was a perfect angel. In the waiting room another couple even pointed her out to their unruly three year as a model child. Of course I was beaming and did a great job of pretending that she is always so calm and peaceful. Much to my pleasure her new found tranquility even lasted into my appointment with the nurse.

The nurse got right down to business and didn't waste any time telling me how well-behaved my Claire was being. I almost pointed it out, but thought that might tip her off that Claire is not always so well-mannered in social situations. The nurse found a vein pronto and jabbed the largest needle into my arm (I have a huge bruise to prove the size it). I flinched and clenched my teeth and then Claire grabbed my attention. She was sitting in her stroller looking very concerned at me and then at the needle and then without any guile on her little face she boldly held up her thin arm and laid it bare for the nurse as if to say "Take me". I am telling you, I don't know if I could have loved my little one any more than I did just then. In that minute, she quit masquerading as a human. My little angel, I love her, love her, love her.