These are my two older children (like you didn't already know that). Meet Ms. Night and Ms. Day. I just call them this to emphasize the differences they possess. These differences were made very evident at the Doctor's office today. So here is the story...First off, this might have been the world's most complicated extensive doctor's office visit of all time. It was the two older girls well checks and Jada got the last dose of her Roto-virus drinking immunization. The older girls had to do all the usual stuff (weight, height, temp, bp, etc.) and then a bunch of additional things just to complicate the visit. Elle got her hearing and vision checked and a throat culture, and Mya got to pee in a cup (side note- very hard to convince a 3 year old to pee in a cup. Not so fun and I became very up close and personal with the dr. office toilet) and had to get blood drawn (twice because the first nurse had a very hard time getting the amount needed so Mya got to get pricked again) and got the Hep-A shot. The doctor also checked Jada's throat for good measure because it turns out Elle has strep. Anyways, is that enough info for you?
That is the background info for the visit. Now we talk about my completely opposite children. Mya sat so patiently as the first nurse was squeezing and squeezing and squeezing her little thumb, not fussing a bit. There was blood all over and she could have cared less. She didn't cry when she had to get the other thumb pricked and sat still again. Same for the shot, except for maybe a small whimper. Elle, on the other hand, fought the doctor so hard as she was trying to get the throat culture. You would think we were severely torturing the poor girl or something. And, as Mya was getting her blood taken, Elle is over in the chair freaking out about the blood. Mind you, it was not even her blood. She didn't want to watch when Mya got her shot. I'm so glad the treatments were not the opposite today because there is NO way Elle would have put up with all of that. Mya is a trooper.
Onto other topics- the dental saga of the century unfortunately continues with Elle's little baby teeth. We, sorry to say, have accepted our fate and are sending her back to the crook of a pediatric dentist to get the work done. We have exhausted our other alleys, and we walk away poorer and without any of the work done that was needed (including a tooth that is probably worse off because the filling a joker dentist put in in December already fell out). She'll be sedated which is honestly the only way I think she'll let all the work happen. I'm a little sad about this and don't like the idea of her getting two crowns that will be silver (luckily on her molars, but still I don't want it). Oh well, it is what it is.
Also, I was cleaning tonight getting ready for my Mommy to come on Saturday (and also taking advantage of being on lockdown sick mode once again) and I used a Magic Eraser in our tub. It was so great and got so much grime off. Those things are amazing! I don't know how they work, but it got off a crazy amount of stuff! So if you've got stuff you can't get off, try that or vinegar. I had great success with vinegar cleaning my water getting place (for lack of a better word) on my fridge. And lastly, books... I finished HP 6 again (I heart Harry) and was sad that Dumbledore died again. I wish he'd stop doing that. I started "Sarah's Quilt" ("These is My Words" sequel) and am still undecided. I'll let you know final opinions later.










































