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Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Title (it's what I fall back on when I don't have one)

Derek and I went out on the town today.
He had an appointment with the GI doctor in Boise, so we used that as a good excuse to eat out and do a little shopping.

He even ate sushi with me.
Well, technically, I ate sushi and he ate rice. But he was a good lunch date nonetheless.

He is quite the pleasant little shopping buddy! All he requires is the occasional dum-dum, baggie of Lucky Charms, and a visit with the big fish at Cabela's. He even charms* the other shoppers with his loud rendition of Old McDonald Had a Farm from his perch in the cart.

*term used loosely

Derek's been followed by the GI doctor since he was 4 months old because of all of his food allergy issues. He's had minor surgeries and plenty of labwork, but thankfully he is a much healthier little guy these days. He didn't gain quite as much weight as we'd like to see this visit, but he's still growing and the doctor doesn't see anything to be concerned about.
She did tell me to encourage his love affair with breakfast meats, but to use the real thing instead of the turkey bacon I've been giving him. Man, I wish my doctor would tell me to increase my fat intake. I'm pretty sure I wouldn't have any problem with that.

He did have bloodwork drawn today to see where his food allergy levels are now. (He's allergic to milk, eggs, & peanuts.) We should have results in a week or two. I try not to get my hopes up, because I don't think he's outgrown anything yet, but we do hope and pray that one day he might.

I told him he was going to have a little ouchie and that bottom lip came out so far I thought he might fall forward.

"I don't wants no ouchies momma."

I think it's harder now that he understands what's coming. But believe me when I say he does a much better job with pokes than his sister does. Remember her 4 year old shots?

He was such a tough guy, he barely cried at all. And he got a new ball from the lab techs that he is in love with. All the way out to the car he kept saying "Momma, I was your big boy! And I got a bouncy ball!"
What he didn't say was, "Mommy, I'm going to continuously drop this ball from my car seat while we drive around town, and you're going to have to look for it under the van seats every time we stop!"

He fell asleep in the car on the way home and I was able to move him to his crib where he's still napping. I can count on one hand the number of times I've successfully transferred him from car seat to crib without him waking, so that was a treat for me.

Our day has been good, and now I'm off to work on some of my Bible study which I may or may not be 4 days behind on.
I couldn't rightly say.

Happy Tuesday Everyone!

3 comments:

mikeandmelissafisher said...

Hey there
Okay so I've been researching the Christian writing market quite a bit, and I was talking to a friend the other day about your blog and humor. I think you should consider it. Have you ever read Life Al Dente by Gina Cascone? I recommend it, humorous, easy reading (non-Christian), and I think you could do something similar to this and it would be great. Just a thought.

Don't know why I'm putting this on your blog. Email would have been better. Too late :)

thelumberjackswife said...

Too cute! I hate bouncy balls. I am no fun. :(

trooppetrie said...

my friends daughter now 7 has never been allowed anything with eggs in it. She recently found out she has outgrown it. As soon as they started giving it to her (slowly) everyone was bringing her treats like cakes and cookies.