Ev's check-up

I realize I am a little late in writing about it (almost as late as I was in making the appointment) but last Monday was Everly's three-year check-up.  We went right after school, and as usual, both of my kids were extremely excited to go to the doctor's office.  Being that it was such a beautiful day, the plans also included going to a nearby park afterwards for a playdate. (That is the part that I was more excited about.)

Between the waiting room and the room in which we have the appointment, the wait for the doctor to see us has varied from five minutes to as long as 45 minutes.  Fortunately, there weren't piles of sick people waiting to be seen, and our wait was on the shorter side.  Everly got weighed and measured, and we found that she is right at the 50th percentile for both height and weight.  She had her eyes checked, and all was well.  Then the nurse told Everly that she would have to get undressed, and (for the first time) gave us a robe for her to put on.  It was a Dr. Seuss robe, and Everly could not have been more thrilled.

She was thrilled to be at the doctor's and thrilled to be wearing a robe with the Cat in the Hat on it, and the smile on her face didn't leave.  The smile was there when she got her blood pressure taken.  It was there when she had her ears checked.  It was there when she had her heart checked.  And her eyes.  And as she stood on one leg.  And as she touched the doctor's finger and then her own nose and then her finger and then her nose again.

You want to know when the smile left her face?  It was when she found out that she wasn't going to get a shot.

Yes.  You read that right.  She was upset that she would NOT get a shot.  She really wanted one.  And it brought her to near tears that she couldn't have one.

I am beginning to think my kids are a little weird.