The children are feeling better

It seems that I planned badly and every day this week we have some sort of appointment. (Cue the whiney children...)

Based upon the way they all acted (read: argued) at Oldest's physical yesterday, they are completely healed. Heading out the door to my doctor's appointment today, I instructed the girls to each bring a book. "You get a toy," I told the boy. I should have specified "a quiet toy".

Both girls were told to stay in the waiting room when the nurse called me back. "You are with me, boy," I said firmly. There was no room for argument. I allowed him to demonstrate "Shake 'n Go Mater" for both the nurse and the doctor. "Now switch him off. He's too noisy and we need to talk."

Between the nurse and doctor, Youngest demanded the April issue of "Martha Stewart Living". It was the pretty magazine with Easter stuff on the cover. He turned a few pages. "There's no Easter eggs!" he whined.

"Keep turning pages. They're in there. You're in the middle of the ads in the front. Keep going." He gave me the "you can't possibly know what you are talking about" look. Several pages later, he got to the food section. Now bored with the magazine, he dropped it on the floor and ran Mater over it.

The good news is that I shall live. My cholestrol is "excellent" and won't need to be checked again for a few years.