i'm no genius,but i think he was hungry.
the eating machine woke up at 3am for a snack too."hunry, hunry, hunry!"
so i fed him some yogurt, cuddled him on the couch, and went back to bed.
next thing i knew the phlebotomist was at our door bright and early.
her name was beth.
she was very pleasant.
it was for our life insurance.
blood, urine, weight, blood pressure.
thankfully i did not pass out.
apparently, that is reserved only for pregnancy blood draws.
best news of the morning?
the scale in our bathroom is 5 pounds OVER.
beth said hers was very accurate.
yesssssssssssssssss!
5 comments:
Great news on the five pounds over! Usually it's the other way around...
=)
I want a phelbotomist to come to my door and tell me that my scale is 5 lbs over...that is indeed very good news!
Give me the number to the phelbotomist, I am about to make an obscene offer for her scale.
Poor hungry boy! Is he going through a growth spurt?
Love the hunger spurts. I gave in to them and now it is used as a stalling mechanism for Keith. But really, midnight snacks with a toddler are precious. I love them.
Yeah for broken scales!
And yeah, you had better feed the boy ;)
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