Lead Tests

Yesterday we went to the hospital to get the kids tested for lead because we have a whole in our wall that may or may not have grown since we moved in, so we just wanted to be sure. Shiloh took Kennedy in and things went fine and Kennedy got a little cat for her bravery. When I took Carsen in, the lady taking the blood put a tourniquet on his arm. He looked at her and in the most pitiful voice imaginable said, "Help me, pleeeeeeeease." Kim (lady taking blood), who also goes to our church, gave a knowing "I'm sorry, it will be over soon" kind of look. I almost started laughing, but instead pointed out the Shrek poster and we got through the rest of it without incident. Man, kids that can talk are funny!