On Monday this week, Finley had his three year check up. It was also his first check up with our new pediatrician, so there was lots to discuss. The interesting part was that this was the first appointment where Finley could do most of the talking and answered many of the doctor's questions himself.
What is your favorite vegetable?
(long pause, being shy) Peas and green beans.
What is your favorite fruit?
Apples and blackberries.
Do you drink milk?
(no response, so I stepped in and said, not much)
Do you sleep all night in your own bed?
Uh-huh.
What letter does your name start with?
F.
What is your baby sister's name?
Dagny, she's right there.
Then, she did a physical exam and he giggled as she pushed on his belly. He did some lovely overdramatic deep breaths as she listened to his lungs. She asked him to hop down and they did some gross motor stuff--hopping, standing on one leg, walking on tip toes, etc. He thought it was funny that the doctor asked him to "walk like a duck" on his heels.
We ended the appointment with a short chat about potty training (or Finley's lack thereof) and Dr. Simon kindly assured me that it's totally fine that at three, Finley's not close. Just continue to encourage him. Sigh.**
**Update - Tuesday and Thursday this week, Finley went #1 on the potty at school!!!!!
Finley took his flu shot like a champ (sort of), but lost his marbles when he had to have his blood drawn that afternoon for a lead test. Thankfully, Dan came home early to help and Finley gave his blood calmly but screamed and cried when the needle came out and the bandaid went on. Poor guy.
Our first "baby" is three. Wow. He just keeps getting more fun, more articulate, more imaginative, more independent, more stubborn, more intelligent, and more hysterical.
Here he is trapped inside a bowling ball last week.
Just kidding, he's in a tunnel at a local playground. I love his expression here, it's hard to figure out just what he's thinking but he sure looks thoughtful!
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