March 5th, What?!? No pictures!!!

Sadly, it is true. I haven't got a single new picture to post! And since youtube is down for service, I can't share any videos either.

Let's see, what is new?

Well, two separate people in two separate situations asked if I was Canadian yesterday based on my 'accent' (bringing the total up to 5 since Mike left just a few weeks ago).

Sam went to the doctor's today. I had him excited to meet Dr. Guzman. We practiced his name and I told Sam that he could shake his hand (his new fav thing to do either adding 'peace' as in 'peace of Christ' or 'meet you' as in nice to meet you). We also talked about meeting a nurse. We had a young nurse that wasn't overly friendly. The doctor talked over Sam (which is mildly understandable) and when I finally interjected for Sam to shake his hand and say nice to meet you, Sam was too scared and just stared at him. Here the nurses give the needles, so in the end, Sam had a good experience with the doctor. However, when the nurse gave Sam the needles (three!!!), he cried out "why! nurse owie". Then she immediately left the room and I was left with a crying little boy wondering why she didn't apoligize for hurting him (he's learned to say "sorry" and what it means. when she left, he literally said "nurse, sorry?"). So, when she came back in, I politely asked if she'd say sorry. So she did and asked if he was okay. Sam quietly said "yeah." My broken heart broke all over again! He was doing fine until he discovered the band-aids on his legs and was distraught over the 'paper' (long story about my toe and a band-aid). After distraction stopped working, Adam soaked him in the tub and ripped off the 'papers' and Sam stopped talking about his owies.