While waiting for the nurse midwife, he exhausts the coloring books, cars, books and snacks I've packed for him in three minutes flat, starts looking around for a new distraction and...
...thinks the stirrups are a phone and insists on talking directly into them.
That's an image that's going to stick with me entirely too long.
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I started taking Sam to the drop in nursery at Peachtree Presbyterian after a particular harrowing OB exam. It's very affordable and hourly. Here is their website, if you're interested!
http://www.peachtreepres.org/web/ChildrenNursery.aspx
Best of luck, and good luck on your vacations!
HAHA That is too funny. I was thinking of taking Lila to an appointment - thought it might be good for her to experience more "baby talk" but I think I've been talked out of it and will continue to go solo!
Kinda like when my son thought my tampon was string cheese. Nothing is sacred, really.
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