Three Year Check-up

I went to the doctor yesterday to get a check-up and referal for my monster size tonsils to be checked out. Most of the visit was routinue - weight, 31 lbs, height 3 ft 3 inches, all body parts accounted for, etc. But toward the end, after Lucy and I had been there forever - it seemed - the doctor asked me to pee in a cup. WHAT? That is definately NOT something Mama would usually approve of but this time she seemed keen on helping me get pee in the cup. I really didn't have to go but the doctor said I could have a sucker if I went pee in the cup.

This begins the tail of a torture session -
1. There was no easy way to sit on the toilet and get the Solo size cup under me (yes, the cup was a huge paper cup)
2. Standing in the floor and aiming was NOT relaxing
3. Mama kept trying to keep Lucy from leaning in the toilet or splashing in the toilet bowl (this was very distracting)
4. I started to scream about the time I got frustrated that no pee was coming out and I thought I was doomed to NOT get a sucker after all this work and the long time of being "good" up til now.
5. Mama began laughing as she held my pee cup, talked to Lucy and sat on the floor.
6. I was still crying that the pee wouldn't come out and I wanted a sucker.
7. Mama had allready turned the water on (sometimes this helps) but now I employed my final tactic - deep breaths, deep breaths - Mama started laughing again and Lucy got one good hand in the toilet.
8. Mama finished laughing hysterically and said we could give up, wash hands and head home - really why do they want my pee anyway?
9. Mama peed - she had been holding it for a long time and then looked around for a hidden camera!
10. We left with a pee cup in Mama's purse to pee in later and bring back (a sleaker, smaller model) and a yummy watermelon sucker.

Whew - what kind of tricks will they want me to do when I turn 4?