Mommy needs a drink!

What a day!

Today we had to take Logan in for his 2 year checkup. It was interesting to say the least. He is right in the midst of, as Dr. Bravo calls it, the challenging two's. He has gone completely deaf to anything we ask as well as doing the exact opposite of what we want him to do. Can we say "trying to assert my authority?" He also has a massive case of stranger anxiety which I guess is a good thing as far as he's not likely to go off with someone but it makes interactions with others quite an experience. He did not want to get on the scale, did not want to be measured, did not want to be examined. He basically screamed the entire time. The nurse said they were used to it, it was normal at this age but dang he acted like we were torturing him. At least we know his lungs work well!
He is still in the 98th percentile for head measurement, 90% for weight but dropped down to 75% for height. Dr. B estimates he will be 6' to 6'1" as an adult and around 190. So pretty much like Judd.
Its also Judd's birthday so after the doctor visit it was time to make a cake. We got him a digital picture frame for a present so he can have lots of different pics of us at work.
And for whatever reason (probably the 700 chocolate covered cherries I ate yesterday, thanks Nic) Ronan has been an absolute crabby crab today and puking every 5 min. Man karma is kicking my arse with this kid! Logan maybe barfed 1 in 30 feeds, Ronan its pretty much every time. My new perfume is "Eu de Spoiled Milk". And of course I have the nice barf stains down my back. I have since stopped changing my shirt everytime he barfs as I run out of clothes.

I need to hit the sack before I break into the Cazadores!