We're Boys!

Yesterday was Jared's turn to go to the doctor's. The appointment wasn't until the afternoon, so I endured many questions of, "Is it time to go yet?", "Now can we go??" and "Why is it taking soooo long, Mom?!?" I have to admit, after Tuesday's round of doctor visits, I was surprised that Jared was so eager to go for his appointment.

So, to pass the time, I had them take a shower, clean their rooms, make their beds, surprise the wild turkeys outside, etc... The usual.

When they were told that it was finally time to go, they got their shoes on and zipped out the door so fast. I followed with Kolbein. As I was buckling Kolbein in his car seat, I asked over my shoulder if either of them had to go potty one last time before we left. I heard them both yell, "I do!!" So, I replied for them to hurry and go really quick.

I clasped the last buckle for Kolbein and quickly fixed his window shade. As I turned around to go inside and make sure the boys were hurrying (they get side-tracked easily), I heard their voices around the other side of the shop near the ledge. What on earth?? So I jogged over to find out what in the world they were doing over there.

Lo and behold, right at the edge they had both dropped their drawers and were laughing at each other. I heard one of them say, "My rainbow is bigger than yours!!" The other replied, "Na-uh, mine is bigger!!"

Does everything have to be a competition?, I thought for the hundredth time this week I think. It was so funny. I was afraid if I disturbed them while they were "launching their rainbows", we'd have a real mess on our hands. One I didn't have time for. So, I waited for them to finish.

When they discovered I had been watching them, they were very unabashed. In fact they were pretty proud of themselves.

"Did you see me, Mom?"

"Yes, honey, I saw alright."

"Mine went farther than Kris'!"

"I hit a rock with mine, Mom!"

"OK, good job! Now, please get into the car. Why didn't you go in the house to go?" I queried.

They just looked at each other and laughed. "We don't need to, Mom," Jared informed me as if it was clear as day. "We're boys!"

Good to know.

I was so glad Jacob met me at the office to help with the younger two. This appointment we were going to discuss Jared's peanut allergies, and I wanted to make sure I wasn't as distracted.

The appointment, once again, went well. He's 42" tall and 42 pounds. We discussed the allergies and the doctor prescribed him some EpiPens to keep on hand. They're quite handy, for those that don't know. They're an emergency injection of epinephrine dispensed in the thigh to help prevent anaphylactic(sp?) reactions. Since his allergic reactions have been getting progressively worse, we need to keep one nearby at all times. (Last time his face swelled up pretty good.)

I really, honestly didn't know if he would get immunizations that time, because I thought they might make him wait till he was five. Well, he wasn't so lucky. His weren't able to be combo injections either. He got six of them. He was quite brave through it all, even though he shed more than a tear. He's at that age where he's able to understand some logic, so he understood why he needed them. He made it clear to the nurse though, that that was it for a long time. It is until he's eleven.

He also asked her, "I get stickers and a book now, right? 'Cause you gave me lots of shots." Yes, he received his stickers and book.

I didn't have the heart to tell him we had to go to the lab next to get his blood drawn for an allergy screening of the major food groups. But to my surprise, he actually ENJOYED getting his blood drawn. He told me it was cool. Didn't even cry. Just watched the whole thing with a curious fascination. (The man was really incredible with him! I was so blessed. I was expecting a bolt and chase scenario!) He was even more ecstatic that he got four more ninja turtle stickers AND a toy from the toy chest.

"Mom, I scored!" he smiled.

"Yes, you sure did."

"I was brave, huh?"

"Yep, you were. I'm so proud of you!" I told him.

"You know why?" he asked.

"Why?"

"'Cause Jesus was right there by me."

So, we went to show Dad all his band aids. He was so proud of them. Kris was pretty horrified to think Jared got SIX shots. He sighed, "Ohhh!" so sympathetically as Jared nodded that it was quite true.

So, after a trip to Dutch Brother's for lolli pops for them and a coffee for me we headed home to have a pancake dinner and watch a movie together.