Take a deep breath

We finally got life insurance on Paul. I can breath a little easier now when he goes knocking in ghetto areas or drives home in crazy weather. Anyways...he had to have a nurse come and give him a physical to make sure he is a healthy candidate to insure. With that physical he had to have his blood drawn. And in case you don't know Paul very well, he is deathly afraid, and I mean deathly afraid of blood. To both of our surprise he did really well with all the blood when I gave birth to Brooklynn but he said it was because of the adrenaline. But there was no adrenaline rush with voluntary blood donation (or rather required in this case). So, because of his fear, the nurse had him lay down on the couch...can you tell how nervous he is? So cute. He made it through and Brooklynn and I were so proud!