The Five Year Check Up

Today Spud and I treked to Pullman for a couple doctor appointments.  His was a five year check up, and mine was to have a dumb old biopsy done.  We are debating who hurts more, but I think his appointment was a lot more fun.  More on the hurting later.

Our first stop once we got to town was Cougar Country.  Love that place.  We split a chicken basket.  The boy had a root beer while I partook of a diet Coke.  (And since you can't read the bottom of the shirt it says MINNESOTA: May the Forest Be With You.  :) )

We drove around town to the Crimson and Grey Store where we picked up some Cougar Gold and a Daily Evergreen.  Spud asked me about the guy on the front and I explained that his name was Bill Moos and he was in charge of all the Cougar Sports.  Spud now has a career goal because he told me he wants to be Bill Moos when he grows up because he loves the Cougars SOOOO much.  I'm so proud!

Of course, no trip to Pullman would be complete without driving past the old house.  Looking good!

Spud was a trooper at the appointment.  He really enjoyed the eye exam, and refused to put the thing down, even after the test was done.  No way he was having his pulse checked without at least one eye covered!  So stats from the visit (with birth stats in parantheses):

Height: 43.35 in/50-70th percentile (21.75 in/90th percentile)
Weight: 40 lbs 8 oz/50th percentile (9 lbs 0 oz/95th percentile)

So as you can see, he is not quite the monster he used to be!  Long and lean, that is for sure!

After the fun stuff came the shots, all 5 of them.  We had the option of doing them in a few different appointments but it is so hard to get up there I opted to do them all at once.  I felt bad, but financially it was what needed to be done.  Poor kiddo cried.  (Though during my biopsy, I got a shot and all he said was "Eh, it's not big deal.  I was just faking it earlier."  Bum!)

After 5 shots, the least I could do was get the kiddo a milkshake!  Uneventful drive home, and now he is sound asleep, worn out from traveling and ouchies (he managed to fall out of the booth at Cougar Country, trip over a rug when returning the car to Grandma, and fall over his own feet at home.  It was a rough day for his knees!)

Random Spud quote of the day:  He was watching Thor on our way to Pullman.  At one point, (which you will know if you saw the movie) he exclaimed, "Oh Stan Lee!" in an exasperated voice.  Nerd in training, that one!

Gymnastics and Legos! A great night!

Typically Spud has gymnastics on Wednesday nights, however tomorrow he gets to have his five year check up, complete with shots.  It seemed like a good idea to move gymnastics up a day in order for him to participate prior to being stabbed repeatedly with a needle.  :)

Waiting for class to start.  Some of the kids in the background are REALLY good.  It is hard to focus on the 5 year olds with some serious flipping going on in other parts of the gym.

Stretching with teacher Dante and the rest of his class.  The kid in camo fell on the bars tonight.  He came running over to his mom (who was seated right behind us) yelling "I smacked my nuts on the bar!" loud enough for the whole gym to hear it.  We were having a hard time not laughing at him, and his poor mom was having a hard time getting him to quiet down!

Unfortunately, no flash photography is allowed at the gym during practice, so unless they are really close, I can't get any good pictures.  Spud did awesome on the bars today, though he did manage to fall flat on his face at one point.  Upper body strength is definitely a work in progress.

Great Grandma has been sick off and on all month and wasn't able to get him a birthday present.  Instead she sent money, which he was very excited about.  Grandma and Grandpa also gave him some money for Christmas.  Tonight he used it to buy a fancy Ninjago LEGO plane.  He was a lot more excited than the picture lets on!

This week in our little homework that we do, we are working on the letter N.  We had a bit of a disagreement over this.

S: I hate N.  Nothing begins with N!
M: You're right!  It does!
S: No Mommy, Nothing begins with N!
M: I know!  I agree with you.  Nothing totally begins with N.