There are few things more tiring than a family trip to the Doctors office.
Since Big D's Epic encounter with the dried pasta (see Elbow Macaroni ) he's hated all Doctors. Anyone with a stethoscope makes him cling to mommy like that alien did to peoples faces, but not to my face.
And he's not an alien.
I don't think so , anyway.
Getting the poor kid to just stand on the scale is a huge production.
And why do all the nurses laugh and smile when a diaper clad 2 year old goes running down the hallway saying "running, running, running."
A couple of level headed Docs finally headed him off (seeing the chase)
Poor Amelia, who can't run away, was a good sport. Although something is wrong with her that might be formula related, they say "it's not abnormal" so I guess she's fine? Now I just wait another week to see if I was right or they were right. Hmph. Sometimes I think I'm not a good mom switching her to formula - but...
I NEED MY BOOBS BACK!!!!!!
*sigh, sorry...but it's true. Selfish maybe, but true.
Did I mention that formula stinks?
Big D never drank a drop of it - he nursed to a wise old age of 18 months ( and that was too long for me, honestly) and Miss A is already almost fully on the nasty stuff. I'm thinking of giving her a week on a soy formula to see if she starts to feel better... we'll see.
Speaking of dinner - I made ribs tonight.
No, I started the ribs at 8:00 this morning and they slow cooked for 10 hours. Deeelicious! (- pretty awful if you don't eat meat.)
5lbs Ribs rubbed with salt and pepper
2 sweet onions cut up and put at the bottom of an unheated crockpot
A bottle ( or lots of a large bottle) of your favorite BBQ sauce ( I love Sonny's Sweet BBQ)
Set for 10 hours on low.
Enjoy! ( if you eat meat, that is)