"My booster"

I forgot that I was supposed to update about the ladybug's latest checkup. I guess it wasn't very memorable, so there wasn't anything about it that was fresh on my brain. I was very happy that she handled the appointment so well. There was a child "flipping out" across the hall, and I was afraid it would rub off on my girl, but she was the perfect patient. I only had a few more questions to ask that were specific for Syd, so it didn't take as long as Rush's appointment. Syd weighs exactly 30 pounds and is 36.5 inches tall. She also got the flumist and a pneumonia vaccine booster shot. Even after she got the "booster" in her leg, she just flinched and teared up a little, but there was no dramatic crying or bucking around and sweating like we have experienced in the past.

Not to disappoint in the drama department, though, she has said on a fairly regular basis for the past week while limping and grabbing her leg, "Oh, Mama, my booster is still hurting." I thought that not calling it a shot would make a difference in the drama factor, but apparently boosters hurt just as bad... and cause limping.
Miss Fran is getting very interested in letters and finding them in books. She knows most of the ABCs by sight, and she is beginning to know all of the numbers. Rush has also started showing a greater interest in learning his letters. You have to relate them to things he likes, though. So we talk about what letters Mater, Lightning, Sarge, Doc, Fillmore, Flo, and Ramone start with each night in the bathtub. Everything is more fun when you relate it to Cars, right?

A new favorite question around our house is, "What letter does __________ start with?" A few days ago, Rush asked, "Moooomm, what letter does spanking start with?" So, I said, "S". He then said, "What letter does time-out start with?" Wonder what kind of day he had been having? :-)


The twins made a "train" this weekend using chairs, the shopping cart, the stroller, and the table. It was about 30 minutes of entertainment that didn't involve any sort of fuss or injury, so it was well worth the rearranged mess. Rush also wanted you to know that this is how cool three year olds smile for pictures these days, since this is the only smile he will currently give when the camera comes out. And if you were thinking you wanted to borrow the monster t-shirt he is wearing, then forget it. He watches for it to cycle back into his drawer and wants to wear it immediately. My friend, Lisa, sent it to us in some clothes her boys had outgrown, and I bet she never imagined she would be providing Rush with his new favorite shirt.

P.S. Fran dragged a bar stool from the counter over onto herself, and gave herself a huge goose egg on her head (or as she says, "My goose bump is still hurting, Mama, so be careful when you brush my hair."

Goose bumps and boosters! How will we ever survive??