Waiting Room Extra(OB)aganza

Happy Fatherhood Friday everyone!



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Your friendly neighborhood obstetrician's office, aka "Disneyland For Toddlers!"

I doubt anyone's done a study on this, but at least in our family, taking children to the obstetrician's office brings out all the excitement (and long wait times) of Disney, at a fraction of the price.

It makes sense on some level: taking a child to the OB's office is like bringing them back to the mother ship. They're reunited with the person who yanked (gently) them out of "Hotel Mom-E", and they must have an unconscious awareness that this person is somehow important.

Mom-E had a routine prenatal visit this week, and we brought both of the boys with us because Dad-E was running low on blog ideas and had a strong hunch that this would provide inspiration we love them and take them most everywhere.

NO, WE DON'T KNOW WHETHER BAB-E'S A BOY OR GIRL YET!
THIS MEANS YOU STILL HAVE TIME TO VOTE IN MY POLL (LOOK TO THE RIGHT)!

Loyal readers hoping for another tale about how Big Brother had to pee incessantly during the (READ: almost 2-hour) wait will be disappointed.

In fact, Big Brother was pretty tame. Between pretending that he was a Super-Reader, playing with my cell phone, and playing with a car Transformer (excuse me, Big Brother), he was content in Fantasyland.

Little Brother, on the other hand, put on an all-around SHOW!

It was like free advertising for the OB. "Look at me. This wonderful little ball of smiles, cuteness, and energy could happen to you if you visit this doctor."

While Mom-E got her vital signs done, he pretty much did a dance on the floor for the nurse.

Tired of Big Brother's #1 antics, Little Brother then decided to go #2 TWICE (see, I told you, it's all about two these days) while we were in the waiting room, exclaiming "Poo-poo!" both times (just in case the rest of the waiting room couldn't tell from the grunting).

Then, he decided to repeatedly stand up on the couch in the waiting room and exclaim, "Hi Everybody!" (Each time Mom-E and I turned about 3 shades of purple.)

Next, a girl toddled in and went across the room, and Little Brother followed her Every. Step. Of. The. Way. What made it even funnier was that, at the time, he was lying on the couch. In order to keep her in his signts, he had to stick his neck around the corner of the couch, and he almost rolled off completely (good catch Mom-E).

Later, he caught sight of a baby in the waiting room. He absolutely ADORES babies right now (hope that trend continues). He started to exclaim "Baby!" and pretty much walked off to go say "Hello", like we were yesterday's garbage.

Without a sign of getting tired (he'd had a 90 minute nap), he then made a bee line for the curtain and potted plant. The curtain was a fun toy to pull on, and he wanted to eat the plant (he kept calling it a fuh-fry, his word for french fry, which he uses to describe any food of that general shape).

Finally, Mom-E was called back to the exam room. It took almost 2 hours (apparently the doctor was delayed by some emergencies). I came from work to meet them, was able to stay for the first hour (which I thought would be plenty of time for the whole visit), and then had to go back to work.

Apparently, Little Brother and Big Brother enjoyed an extended game of using the curtain as a tent to play peek-a-boo after I left.

When the doctor came in, she asked Big Brother if he knew the Bab-E's name?

"SURGERY!" he retorted?!? We have no idea where this came from.

After our trip to Disney the OB, I vote that families with multiple children get a special red-tag that puts them at the front of the line at the doctor's office.

Still, if you're looking for a fun new place to take your kids to play, try the OB's office. It doesn't matter whether or not you have an appointment. Just stay and play for a while, and then leave when they get tired.

We hope to have some news from another ultrasound in about 6 weeks!
SO BE A RESPONSIBLE BUSY-DAD-E READER AND VOTE BEFORE THE POLL CLOSES!

Until then, have a good weekend,
Busy-Dad-E