Chuck took Luke and George in for their wellness visits with the Dr. yesterday. George received his six month shots and is now officially, "off the charts." He's just a little over 21 pounds. The doctor did not seem overly concerned with his weight and carried on the check up as usual.
I never got around to Luke's 5 year old wellness visit so he went yesterday. He is average 55% in weight and height. He passed is vision and hearing tests with flying colors. And after George cried for literally 10 seconds after receiving four big shots in his chunky legs, Luke screamed and cried for the finger prick blood test for about 20 minutes afterward. And last night when I got home, he was still fussing over his little finger prick and the band aid that was barely still hanging on. Woosey boy.
All is well today. I'm working this morning (alone at the office and it sucks) and Chuck and the kids are hanging out. No big plans for the weekend, and we're loving it. Hope you all stay cool and celebrate our Independence from big, bad Mother England. Just kidding!
Oh, and a shout out to my friend Robin who is celebrating her birthday today! Much love, girl!