little rafa was in good mood though got no idea why i dressed him up after lunch.

he lingered around in the clinic, still didn't know what would happen soon...
he even enjoyed his afternoon tea (a teething biscuit) at the clinic
he did feel something wrong when i stepped inside the injection room as he saw the nurse holding a needle... he bursted into tears and yelled and shouted and bawled and wailed and struggled crazily while having the shot. i tried to capture his crying face but amazingly he stopped crying right after we left the room : P
as i needed to help hold rafael tightly during the injection, little rafa must have thought i was the nurse's accomplice... he refused to talk to me after returning home! poor daddy...
