Going to the doctor

This morning Cody had his 18 month check up. We're only 3 1/2 months late but better late than never. He was SO good. He was super cheerful and giggly for the doctors and nurses. He did cry when he got his 2 shots, one in each leg. And then he started to immediately itch when the band aides went on. Which we soon took off since he was trying to itch them away. And then we had to go get his blood drawn. Calvin had his blood taken for allergy testing and it was a nightmare, so I was expecting much of the same for Cody. When his name was called these 2 beautiful young nurse types came over to get his blood. He sat on my lap and I held his one arm and they held his other arm. And he couldn't have cared less. He watched them draw his blood and one poke was all it took. He sat perfectly still - as if he instinctively knew that he shouldn't move - or maybe he was mesmerized by the beauty of the nurses - of course it could've also been the death grip I had on him. At any rate, he was perfect. And it's moments like that that make my heart swell with love and pride. And when we were done, he just ran down the hall giggling.

Now we're home and Calvin and I are going to try to put white trim up in the newly painted kitchen. I hope I can measure and cut correctly. And if it's a little off, I figure I know how to use caulk :) Wish me and Calvin luck and have a wonderful new year!