When I got the call where the nurse told me, “Dash and Navy are WELL overdue for their well-checks”, I booked them immediately.
When we got there, the first thing out of Dr. Carruth’s mouth was, “What kind of doctor lets some of his favorite patients go so long without seeing him?”
That’s what I want to know?
Shame on you Carruthy!
The day went like this:
First stop — the fish tank.
“Ish, ish, ish, ish, ish, ish, ish………..”
-Dash
Navy was still as a statue for the height/weight portion.
Dash followed in her footsteps nicely.
Navy’s eyesight was 20/40.
I was so bummed we were going to talk glasses, but Carruthy said that is excellent for her age.
Nice.
I love Carruthy’s facial expression.
It’s the same one I see every time.
This is the other one I see.
Navy’s hearing was right on point.
And so were Dash’s tantrums.
But then the mother of the year got to show Carruthy her skills.
I sat and laughed at him.
There might have been a little surprise at first.
But his tantrum turned to laughing, and I’m sure Dr. Carruth is going to pass along my parenting techniques.
So then he showed off his latest obsession.
Putting anything on his head and walking around saying “Haa, haa, haa.” (Hat)
It was finally shot time.
Navy volunteered to go first.
The nurse insisted on me holding her down.
I knew she wouldn’t be a problem.
And the girl did not move a muscle, blink an eye, or even wince.
The nurse said, “WOW. You are the bravest four-year-old I’ve seen in a long time.”
Poor Dash needed holding.
But all was well moments later when they each got a sucker and another for Scout.
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