After my last post, Ryder still didn't seem to be making any progress in the get well department, so luckily I was off on Monday and took him to the doctor. Our regular doctor is off on Monday's so I saw "first available", now I know why he is probably so available. The entire conversation went a little something like this:

Dr. xxx: Hi mom (in a deep and husky voice), what do we have here mom?

Me: named off symptoms

Dr. xxx: Mom lets check him out mom. [looking in ears] Mom it's going to be alright mom but it's looking like the early stages of an ear infection mom. Mom no need to panic or worry, this is normal mom.

Me: Okay, well good thing I went ahead and brought him in before...

Dr. xxx: Just a minute mom, just a minute [typing info into his laptop]

Me Thinking: Ooookay, so you can't multi task. That's alright, that's okay, I'll never see you again anyway.

I didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The best part about it is when I told a friend who we saw, she immediately started saying mom jokes. Apparently this is a habit of his. While we were there we got some stats: At approximately 7 1/2 months, he is 18 lb 12 oz and 27 inches long.

After the appointment, I decided Ryder needs his own medicine cabinet:

Of course I top it all off with a fruity puff and a big ole' kiss.

Since I was off, I really needed to get a good cleaning in and I cleaned so hard I broke the handle on my swiffer. It's not like it came apart and I could click it back together. It actually broke.

This was on Sunday before the big "diagnosis" on Monday. Being the windiest day of the month, I'm sure it didn't help matters. But he was a big boy his first time in a swing.

My new purchase. Should've done this a long time ago. And since when do they make high chairs with blinking and singing toys that click into the tray. Genius!

More pictures from Super Bulldog Weekend.

By the way, as we speak it is my 26th birthday and it's 8:15 p.m. I'm on the computer blogging. I'm such a mom.

You know, my mom always asks me if I can print out my blog so that she can show her mom, and I always kind of blow it off. But that is such a great idea. I'll print it out one of these days so I can show Ryder how proud I am of him... and also how much I bragged about him.