Puppies

They are growing so fast!  Kirby loves them.  She goes every morning to check them out from the window.  She says, "dawwww-g"

 The 4 that survived are thriving well.  They are monsters at just 10 days old.  

Monday was a super long day for Kirby and Momma.  It was not supposed to be, but with a 2 hour doctor visit, that is just how it goes.  Do you ever have a day where you wake up in a fog?  Just kind of gloomy feeling for no reason what so ever?  That was me on Monday.  I wasn't in a bad mood, just blah.  Anyhow, the whole day went that way.  This is how Kirby started the morning, so getting errands done before the appointment was postponed.  

 Try as I might to shake the feeling, that is just how it was.  When we got to the doctor's office 15 minutes early (so proud of us!!) you could not help but notice the sick waiting room.  It was over flowing - there were sick people waiting in the hallway where the well people walk by!  Oh no - run from them like they have the plague!  The well waiting room only had about 5 people in it, and they were all already complaining that their appointments were "30 #$%% minutes ago!"  Oh people.  So I knew it was going to be a day of this room.  That's ok for Kirby!  We just got out some toys and books, talked to everyone around the room, blew kisses to the sick people in the hallway, and escorted everyone in and out of the office as they were coming and going.  She loved it.  That was until it was her turn to go behind the closed doors.  She lost it the minute we went to the scale.  Not sure if she had flashbacks from last week at the X-ray office or what.  We were able to somehow get her weight, height, vitals, and then 2 shots.  Then another 30 minute wait in the room.  That was trying because she was DONE.  To the core.  There wasn't much I could do to calm her down.  She did look in the mirror and few times and say, "baby".  And the cords on the blinds that they tell you to stay away from entertained her until the doctor came in.  Then she lost it again.  Needless to say, her 18  month check up went "well".  She is healthy and right on track.

At 18 months:

weight: 25 lbs 5 oz.

height: 32"

head circumference: 18"

She is in the 65th percentile.  They never tell us this, but they did this time.  I don't even really know what it means to us.  I know that many other kids' moms tell me they are in the ninety something percentile, so if the higher the better, we aren't doing so hot.  It is what it is though, and I am pretty sure I don't have control over that number.  I know that she is rarely sick - allergies have kicked in this season, but clear sniffles is all thus far - eats well, runs around all the time, speaks very well, and is happy go lucky.  That is all we ask for and praise God for all of that.  CR says, "I think all that tells us is that she will not be going to A&M on a basketball scholarship."  

Then we had to truck on to Walmart and to add to our day, there were no baskets in site.  I will end our long day "wah - wah- wahs" there.

We stopped at the library on the way home so we could end our adventure on a good note.  This was her first time and she loved it.  Not as interested in the books as she was the furniture.

 These were all quick shots with my phone, so not the best quality, but you get her rambunctiousness!

" ... whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God."  1 Corinthians 10:31

Yes, even waiting in a room full or upset, lost parents, do it for God's glory.