Yesterday, Dr. appointment day. With my son. Who by the way, really has very little tolerance for appointments to begin with. His end game being balloons. We first travel to the nephrologist and make it through the appointment without much of a ruckus. The blinds were down in the room, I of course couldn't figure out how to work them and he insisted on playing with them. Lab work went incredibly well. This kid so deserves that balloon. Back to the car, oh ya static on the DVD player ugh WTF always something. We made good time . . and since I had to go to the repair shop which was right next to the store we needed to go to well it made sense.
He didn't want to budge, he tried shutting the door, then just refused to get out. Now we have to insist that he comes in the store I can't imagine the scene we create my son walking begrudgingly me in front an aid in back, (maybe we should have gotten out his stroller? for 10 feet) The looks of shock. Maybe, mild horror. On the faces of the ladies inside. They relaxed a little once he stopped screaming and started playing with Scout and Violet. We managed to make it out the door mission accomplished, new glasses ordered. Kid definitely got his balloons, 4 of them, we lost one getting out of the van, always something. Over all a successful day, I mean we haven't shown up in any youtube videos that I am aware off. I await the day that happens.
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