Today was a big morning of test and procedures for Andrew. His blood was drawn, he got a hearing test, vision test, and he got the dreaded circumcision procedure done. Awaiting the circumcision procedure, a nurse came in and put on some numbing medication to Andrew’s man parts and told us she would be back in an hour to take him. The nurse came back and was ready to take Andrew to get “cut”. Brad and I both wanted to go to make sure Andrew wasn’t going to be alone (and we were both terrified for him). There were two other dads with their sons nervously waiting to be taken to the procedure room. Once we got there, the nurse wrapped each baby tightly and placed them on a counter in another room and strapped their feet down for their safety. Brad and I nervously waited for the doctor to finish prepping Andrew before he would ask us if we wanted to watch the procedure. Andrew was the second baby in line and the only one crying (I don’t blame him!). The first dad went back to watch his son’s procedure and Brad and I just looked at each other debating on if he really wanted too see the procedure done. Well not to be shown up by the first dad, Brad agreed to watch but I had to stay behind because the room was too small to accommodate both of us (which I did not mind a bit!) About 2 minutes later, Brad comes out as pale as a ghost and being held up by the nurse and I could hear the doctor tell Brad to go sit down and put his head between his legs! I rush over to Brad with a cold, wet paper towel and begin to help him cool off. Poor daddy! Well, Andrew was finally finished and he actually ended up being the only baby who wasn’t crying after the procedure. He’s such a strong boy!