Well, probably not, although we are spending some quality time with our pediatrician. We went back to the doctor today because they had our results from the lab and stool samples (yuck… you are lucky I didn’t blog about that episode). Turns out Big Man S had some parasites, but surprisingly, Lil’ O did not. This immediately makes me paranoid that I somehow have parasites. That’s worse than finding out three kids in your class have lice. J
The best part about going to see our potential new best friend was bragging on O. “Since you saw him last he has learned to sit up, pull himself to stand up, learned to feed himself, sleep through the night, stopped gagging on food textures, walk in a walker, and drink from a sippy cup! In about 2 weeks!”
The worst part about going to the doctor today was the 9 shots. Ouch. S started crying as soon as he saw the band-aids. So we went home and decorated for a very important birthday. Everyone seemed to be in better spirits by dinner.
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