Our son Sebas had to go to the clinic for his injections when he was three and a half. Like many children, he was dreading it. In the room, the youth nurse asked kindly: “Which arm do you want the shot in?” Sebas brightened up, looked at her and replied with a sigh of relief and very firmly: “In yours.”
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