July 27, 2012

Another day, another doctor

Max, David, and I have been spending the last few days enjoying summer the way it was meant to be enjoyed by teachers on summer break- relaxing, grilling, going to the pool, taking walks, and catching up with friends.  Being able to schedule play dates without having to work around doctors appointments or worrying about bringing germs into the house is a new found luxury. 

Wouldn't it just figure that during our "dead weeks" (VHSL sports pun intended) we all wound up in the ER?  No one was the least bit injured, but Max and I were rear ended this afternoon.  Just to be on the safe side I took him to the hospital to get checked out.  He was sleeping when we were hit and didn't even wake up until I broke him out of the car seat (a la Kiefer Suterland 24-style) as if the vehicle was going to explode.  The air bags didn't even deploy; it really was very minor.  The doctor thought Max was adorable, of course, and could barley evaluate the nugget because he was trying to crawl off the exam table.  At least we would have been in the right place, had he been successful.  The worst part of the whole ordeal was just the fact that we were in a hospital.  Again. 
Farmers market (7.25.12)

standing in the kiddie pool (7.26.12)

comfy cozy (7.26.12)