So I scheduled a doctor’s appointment a couple of months ago. My annual dermatology checkup. They gave me a date, there was nothing in my January calendar so I accepted it. Last week I realized that the appointment was today…. Martin Luther King day. I am off of work so that worked out well. I have no one to watch my kids, so that didn’t work out as well.
I contemplated canceling the appointment. Really seriously thought about it. Then I decided it would be a good lesson for them. Eli is always saying that he is embarassed at the doctor because he has to strip down to his underwear. I always tell him that mommy has to do that at the doctor too, but I don’t think he believed me. Today he saw mommy stip down to her underwear at the doctor’s office.
At first, I think he was embarassed for me – thanks kid! Then he realized that they gave me a “fancy dress” to cover up with. He is now planning to ask his doctor for one at his next appointment.
Being the mommy that I am, I went to the office prepared. I had Leapsters for both boys and their favorite games. I brought coloring books and crayons. I even tagged along mp3 players for their listening pleasure. They behaved like little angels. They even asked the doctor about a thousand questions about what she was doing. She was a sucker for their cute little faces – so she gave them suckers as we left;)
We were on a roll so I took them to the eye doctor to get Eli’s glasses adjusted and to get a copy of his prescription to order glasses elsewhere. The boys played so nicely there and waited so very patiently for the tech to finish adjusting his glasses. I was beginning to wonder who had replaced my boys with angels in the middle of the night. And then…..
I took it one step farther and went to the optical center near our house to get Eli another spare pair of glasses. There was a pair of Spiderman frames that Keegan was determined to have – though he doesn’t wear glasses. There was a fountain window that both boys were intrigued by and it was just begging to have little fingers playing in it. I turned my back for a moment and both boys were behind the checkout counter practically begging for toys, treats, etc. It was insane!!!!!!!
Note to self – third time is always a charm for good or for bad!