Checkups and other misc adventures

PB&J to the MAX! On Texas Toast, with fresh strawberries, and chocolate dunking sauce?!

PB&J to the MAX! On Texas Toast, with fresh strawberries, and chocolate dunking sauce?!

It’s Wednesday of Spring Break and I am absolutely loving having these two boys all to myself! No naughty school jamming up our morning. We did have to go to the doctor this morning for an 0825/0845 checkup for both boys. Sam is proportionately off the growth curve for ht and wt (50 1/2″ and 68 lbs) and Ben is at about 95% on both (40″ and 37 lbs). They both behaved pretty well in there considering all the stuff going on. I enjoyed when the doc asked what Sam puts on before riding his bike and he said sunscreen I think… then she asked if he played any sports, like tball or football, and Sam thought for a minute then said “uh, not so much.” I had to fill in that we hike, mountain bike, snorkel, boogie board, jog, swim, scoot, play frisbee and football, chase on the playground, etc. I know she was asking about organized sports and her bias is that kids be in preschool or some kind of daycare when they are Ben’s age, and for Sam’s age it is clearly her preference for organized sports over lots of active time playing. I really wished I could have said something snotty just for kicks, like “we do (name all the above activities), but you probably mean those teams that hog two days a week and every Saturday during the hottest part of the day which caused heat exhaustion for a friend of mine’s kid…nah, we don’t do those just yet.” So I have to go back to medical records because they wrote down Sam’s PPD test as “not read” when it most definitely was. You know from previous posts how much Sam enjoys shots, so I will have to get that rectified or we will most definitely be doing another hallway chase for a PPD ;0

After a fun morning of doctor appt, then run around the fish ponds checking on our friends, a romp in the playground (the one that has rubber shavings and turns your feet black), then lunch at the bowling alley (as pictured above), I set to work on some outstanding projects which had gotten delayed from the tsunami evac last week. At about 5:30pm our night got a bit wild rounding up free boxes from a Craigslist connection (he had to fend off two other people to hold my boxes for me!) so we can clear some clutter for house pictures to list in the next couple weeks. I have to get Dave to help clean the garage first so we have somewhere to put boxes…but he has been working a lot so I am not pushing the timeline. Back from Kaneohe Craigslist box hunt, we went to Taco Bell for dinner, then finally home. Dave came home late, but in time to do some more informal hearing tests on Ben (who the doc referred to audiology on the chance that he is hard of hearing and that is why he talks so loudly). Mom and I had done some hearing tests on Ben in the backyard – with Sam’s help – and it seemed like his left ear was a bit hard of hearing. Really weird. Can you picture Ben hiding behind a planter while we had Sam hide across the yard and make noises, then Ben was supposed to point to where Sam was? It was funny. Then Sam would dart to another corner of the yard and make noises…that’s when Ben didn’t seem to hear him with one ear. So mom and I tried to do our own, the way they did on Mom when she was a kid. The same ear failed our very rigorous second level of testing. So we gave it a rest for a bit and then Ben was lying down with his “good” ear on a big pillow, so we tried whispering into the other other, and a few inches from the other ear. I would whisper to mom what to ask him and she’d be like “uh…huh? what was that?” because she is growing hard of hearing herself! It was all hysterical. Not so much to Dave, who was a little worried…and me, too…but we have an audiology referral and in the meantime Ben’s hearing seems fine. He is a wily dude. Would not surprise me at all if he was messing with us. Lastly…and there’s no gracious way to put this, after Dave did more daddy-style hearing tests, he had to locate a missing boy part (which starts with “t”) while doing bath. The doc had trouble finding one on Ben, so she said just check him out in bath. Dave goes to me “Did she TRY? Did she LOOK for it? I mean he was born with both?” I was laughing, like of course she tried! He goes “Did she get some warm water?” I’m laughing again trying to picture her running for warm water with Ben naked on the exam table and just what that might trigger. Nah, she didn’t do that. Meanwhile as I’m asking Dave to locate the other said part, both boys are on our two potties at the same time, it’s well past bathtime, and Dave is running from bathroom to bathroom with wipes in hand…it was all entropy tonight and thankfully I found it all really funny. We did end up finding the missing boy part, and we think Ben’s ears are fine. Just a touch of selective hearing but we’ll find out in early April.

One Comment

  1. Gramma 16 March, 2011

    Hysterical!!

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