one of our cats just spent the last ten minutes chasing his tail. those of you who know my cats - - take a guess which one.
so yeah, today was the little booger's 3 year checkup. he's fine. well, there was some trouble with his eye exam but since the nurse doing it didn't exactly inspire my confidence i'm holding off on my total panic until we see the specialist who my insurance may or may not pay for. so the nurse says to me - well, if it's out of pocket do you still want to do it?? i'm like, how exactly is this optional?? whatever. thisis why the nurse didn't inspire my confidence though - she gives him a card with four pictures on it and asks him what they each are. so he tells her what they are. the she holds a card up like whatever 6 feet away and shows him each of these pictures one by one. well, he's sorta not paying attention - it's past lunchtime rounding on nap and he hasn't had either. she says to him, well, if you don't know the name you can point to it on the card. i'm like, that is so much more difficult for a three year old then just point and say the name. but whatever, i have to assume that she was new or borrowed froma nother department because then she said she was sending us downstairs for a followup to the piece he failed. well, as it turns out they don't do that 'downstairs' they do it at another location altogether. hmm, sorry for the rant.
anyway, he is 38.5" tall. so if the idea that at three you double their height and that tells you how tall they will be is true . . then i have a six foot fiver on my hands. not that i'm surprised. the doctor assures me that he is not as picky about food as i tend to think he is and then we talked about potty training. the doctor's advice is to tell him he's not big enough. now, don't get me wrong, i'm not being sensitive, at this point if i thought it would work i would tell him that magic fairies came out of his ass. but the doctor's theory will not work on my kid. kai will be like 'okay, if you say so'. now, the one thing he said that did make sense to me is that kai is the kind of kid that will decide to do it one day and the next day he'll be in underwear. course he'll probably be 16 or 17 by then but - - oh well.
he did have his blood drawn and at first i was a little worried. the woman who was doing it today is not very good - she's done me before. first she seems to thinki she has to scrape the skin a little first and then push it in and the next thing you know it's coming out your elbow. the last time she did my blood the collecting vial actually popped off because the flow was so strong. so he did get a little more upset then usual - he said no and wanted to touch it and sounded slightly distressed. the receptionist came back as we were leaving and said 'is he all finished?? i didn't hear anything!' it is nice but on the other hand having a kid with a very high pain tolerance means that you have to watch him very closely when he gets hurt.
good goddess, i have been typing nonstop for days i don't think i know how to stop. i don't even have anything left to say but i - - my fingers just won't stop.
Looks dead, smells dead, yet it's moving around. That's interesting.
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Reverse psychology works awesomely on Sadie so far. If you want her to do something just tell her "I'll do it" and she will scream "MY do it!". If I told her that she was not big enough she would sure as hell try to prove she was big enough by getting on the potty - but she would just sit there. It's really annoying actually to have a child that likes to sit on the potty all the time but never pees in it.
Did you try to do the same test with him at home? How old was Carl when he got his first pair of glasses?
yeah, i know it works for some kids - just not my kid. he'll look at you and go 'okay, you do it then; what the hell do i care'. shame works on him. if i tell him i'm disappointed in him it breaks his little heart but i'm NOT doing that over pottying. in fact, i only tell him that if i am actually disappointed in him.
i don't know how old carl was - four or so. there's no way the kid's eyesight is as bad as carl's but i'd rather err on the side of caution.
I'm so glad I learned about your blog. After not being in touch for so long, getting a glimpse into your day-to-day life makes me happy. Last time I saw you, you were not even a mommy yet, and now, I can tell that that kid is your world. It's cool.
btw, you mean to tell me you don't chase your tail?? i certainly do.
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