
Nathan was invited to his friend Jack's second birthday party up in Mill Valley.
It was right after Nathan's swim class at 3, and he didn't take a nap earlier in the day so on the drive up he fell asleep in the back seat.
Once we got there, I hung out with Nathan in the car for a good half-an-hour while he took a snooze, but at 4P we had to wake him up to go party-party-party.
Upon waking up I said, "don't you want to go inside to the party."
"No party," he said, in a tired and sort of aggravated ("why'd you wake me up!") tone...
"There will be cake and ice cream," I continued.
He looked at me and said, in a very small voice completely devoid of enthusiasm, "yay.... a party."









Dr. S. admitted being very impressed with how cooperative and alert Nathan was. When Dr. S. was done with his examination, I explained to Nathan that he was going to get 3 piqures (shots) which will hurt a bit but that he would be ok. When the nurses came in to give him his immunizations, I took him on my lap and squeezed him tight. As they gave the shots, Nathan made des grimaces but did not cry. Once gone, he kept looking at the little bandaids repeating: "That's OK. Bobo there but that's OK". I was stunned and proud... I kept hugging him for a while.