Friday, May 13, 2011


Me: Taylor, you have a fuzzy on your belly.
Taylor: Oh Yea, that's from Esau. He's REALLY fuzzy!
{Genesis 25:25}

Luke: I do NOT wanna go to the doctor. {takes his shoes off and puts them back}
Me: You HAVE to go to the doctor. {puts his shoes back on}
Luke: My ear doesn't hurt anymore.
Me: We still have to go.
{Luke was clinging on to me in the waiting room, refused to get weighed, started flipping out when I tried getting his clothes off, screaming, kicking, about ripping his shirt trying to keep it on, I don't want my clothes off!!!!!!!!!!...then the new doctor comes in, looks at his ears, listens to his chest, things look and sound good so he thinks he's just having sinus pressure/headache, doctor leaves}
Luke: That wasn't doctor Zelis.
Me: Nope. He isn't here.
Luke: Who's that guy? What's his name? What's his middle name?
Me: So that wasn't so bad was it?
Luke: No, cuz he didn't put that thing in my mouth. {pointing to tongue depressors}
Me: He didn't have to this time. Is that why you were flipping out?
Luke: I DON'T LIKE WHEN THEY DO THAT! Can I get a sticker and special treat now? {ALL SMILES, skipping out of the exam room}