With my allergies flaring big time, I knew I had to head to the doctor's office. I'm always a little apprehensive about taking the kids with me, because medical offices are boring. (Even for me sometimes.) And wait times can be long. And boring. And tedious. (And boring.) But as it happened, I had zero reason for concern. My muffin was a model four-year old, sitting patiently in the waiting room, quietly in the exam room when I talked with the PA, and quietly again as I talked with the doctor.
Those moments when the kids are quiet and well-behaved make me heart so happy because they're huge, huge blessings.
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