Two appointments, one day.  I know, you mothers with multiple children are rolling your eyes at me.  But that’s a big deal around here. 

This morning Samuel went to his very first dentist’s appointment.  It’s been on the to-do list since he turned one, and then got officially moved to the to-do-before-baby-comes list.  Sam has a sixth sense about doctors or something, because as soon as I said the word dentist (super excited, in the same sentence as submarine boat and whales on the walls) he just flat out said, “No.”  Tough luck, kiddo.  Sam did have fun playing on the Game Cube with the big kids, climbing in the submarine, playing on the huge train table, but he also knew enough to grab onto my leg in desperation and whine, “Ok mommy, time go home” when the nice lady in scrubs came out and called his name.  Samuel did cry and whine when I had to lie him down, but he didn’t fight it.  The flat screen mounted on the ceiling playing Nemo helped.  I was very proud of him.  He chose his own toothbrush and handed it to the nice lady who brushed his teeth, and he helped the dentist count Monkey’s teeth before counting his own.  Samuel checked out in excellent condition, which as a mommy, gave me a small amount of satisfaction.  When we were all done,  Sam clapped “Yea, I did it!” and received a token for the toy machine on his way out.  You would not believe how excited this little boy was to go home with “Oh!!  A new bouncy ball!!”  {These are my unsuccessful attempts to get a picture of Samuel showing it to me.}

Second appointment was this afternoon for Big Mama.  It was late enough in the day that my darling Erik let me drop off Samuel at his work and the two went to the park so I could go alone.  Once again, all stats and measurements were perfect.  At this point, I could even say I have 3 1/2 weeks left.  But if I did that, I would be tempting an anxiety attack.  Seriously, what am I going to do with two kids?  Aaaaack.  {Yep, totally my fake smile.}