Poor little Zion had to get her immunization shots yesterday, and I think that it may have been harder on her mother and father than on her. The girl hardly ever cries, but when they stuck those needles in her leg, she let loose like a siren, and there was nothing we could do. She was fussier than normal, but pretty much okay. A little Baby Tylenol did the trick, and she was fine afterwards.

Who is this hurting more? Her or us? I think the answer's obvious.