Does anyone else remember the late '80s/early '90s? I, for
one, don't remember a ton about them outside of Full House and the Ninja
Turtles. Likely because I was much too young. Never fear though as most of my
gaps in knowledge about that time period have been filled in as time marched
on.
One thing I do remember is how Hollywood's idea of how to
make a sequel to a popular family movie revolved around adding extra kids or
dogs. For example, look no further than the 'Look Who's Talking' series. It
went from one baby to two babies to two kids and two talking dogs. In my
experience, once talking dogs are added to a film series, returns tend to
diminish. The lone example to that rule is probably 'Homeward Bound.' I do love
me some 'Homeward Bound.'
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This hook seems accurate to me due to the fact that Monday
marked a sequel of sorts for me as it was my first time taking Ethan to his
doctor's appointment. As you probably
can guess though, it wasn't just Ethan I was taking to a doctor's appointment;
it was Ellie too!
Now, I should probably add here that this scheduled
appointment for both kids was scheduled to take place the day after we returned
home from a four-day trip to Omaha with Bethany's family. It goes without
saying that both kids were a little worn out before we even got to the doctor's
office (Additional stories from that trip may appear at a later date).
Allow me to take a brief second here to exalt the
professional parenting tip Bethany gave me before this doctor's appointment. Pre-sign in. Seriously, you'll save
yourself a huge headache by being able to avoid dragging two kids to the
check-in desk only to return to the waiting room upon completion. Instead, your
child can spend all of their time happily staring at the bubble wall until her
name is called.
With Ellie's history of being undersized as a baby, I feel
like doctor's appointments are always mildly nervewracking. I never know if the
kids will live up to doctor's expectations for their size or not. For Ellie,
that's really no longer a concern as she's growing like a weed. However, there
are other issues with her. For one, it can be rather difficult to convince her
to stand still on a scale for the 8 seconds it takes to read. For another, it's
an absolute impossibility to get her to let the nurse take her blood pressure.
I still have no idea what her blood pressure is or should be.
Following that little saga, it was time to get Ethan's
length and weight. I know readers will be disappointed to hear that was a
relatively uneventful process. He didn't urinate all over the scale or
anything. After that, it was time to head back into the exam room and get ready
for our doctor. Now, an important part of getting ready for the doctor includes answering Ellie's question of
when the doctor will come approximately 27 times.
Once our doctor made his long-awaited appearance, Ellie
developed a massive case of stage fright. Not only would she not talk to him or
answer his questions, but she actually cowered in fear at the very back of the
exam table. She was so far back that she was practically in the window well.
Ironically, once her exam was finished and the doctor was onto Ethan, her
disposition changed entirely. She began to dance around the room, talking 100
miles a minute. The one good thing about that is that our doctor knew I wasn't
lying when I spoke of her propensity for speaking.
Oh yes, for the record, Ethan's doctor appointment went
decently well. He finds himself in the 67th percentile for height which wasn't
shocking in the least. However, he is only in the seventh percentile for
weight. In other words, he's essentially following in Ellie's footsteps
regarding his growth.
The one good thing about Ethan's weight is that our doctor isn't
particularly concerned given our family's history with small children. Well, small in weight; not so much in stature. #DaddyWrite
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