I saved up a bunch of work to do today and planned to go to the library first thing in the morning. Then I realized I needed to be home to put Dorothy down for a nap by lunch time, so I decided to spend the afternoon at the library. We went along our happy little way this morning. The big boys to gymnastics, the babies and Ben downstairs where they played with toys and worked online, me upstairs to clean up the breakfast rush and then to the basement to work out.
As I was sitting in Dorothy's room feeding her before nap and after the kids ate lunch, Ben texted me to say WE MISSED HARRY'S CARDIOLOGY APPOINTMENT.Because whoever took him yo his last appointment forgot to put the next one on the Google Calendar (cough cough Ben cough cough). Ben called back right away and they said they could cram us in at the end of the day today. I had a minor panic attack because that meant I'd have to miss my work, but then we both realized that I didn;t have to miss work. Ben had to take the kids to the doctor. All 4 of them. And I headed happily to the library. IT WAS SO GREAT. For me. Looked pretty shitty for Ben.
The kids happily told Harry's doctor that we're getting a puppy (SPOILER ALERT: WE'RE GETTING A PUPPY). She said oh don't tell my kids about that. Ben said something like oh, I bet if your kids saw a doctor like you all the time, you;d buy them a puppy, too. And then she said, oh my gosh-- there's nothing wrong with Harry;s heart-- you don't have to buy him a dog. Ha! And also: too late.
Dress up. I honestly can't tell if that's Harry or Jack, and I don't remember what the hell was happening or what day it was, so I can't even use context clues to help figure it out. Pretty sure it's Jack because Harry's ribs don't stick out.