Madison had a doctor’s appointment to get that foot checked. Apparently she’s healing like a champ and doing a wonderful job of taking care of it. Because, you know, we’ve pretty much left it to her. Bad parents, right? I’ll be honest. I only remember that she’s injured when she whines. She’s way too much like her daddy in that aspect. Josh never complains either! Yeah, totally not me. Okay, with the ankle, I got TIRED of not being able to move, and I think I screwed it up more when I did that. Hell, I told Josh I wish I’d re-injure it so I can get it truly fixed. Scary, right?
Anyways. This shot shown? The ONLY semi-decent shot I got. I’m always a shaky mess when I end up at the kids’ doctors’ office. Why? I have no freaking clue. They’re all amazing, and awesome. Yet, I’m a nervous wreck. Maybe that’s why the kids are so calm all the time. I’m the nervous wreck and I zap all of that energy so they never feel it.
That’s what I tell myself at least.