What a day for royalty! Hahahaha!!!
I took the kids for their flu shots today and while I knew this was going to happen, I didn't realize that in two weeks, my pediatricians office would close and move to a different location. This hit me as a BIT sad because my kids' doctor, Kim Harvey, is the daughter of MY pediatrician, Birt Harvey. So for the majority of my life, except for the time from 18-26, I have been going on a yearly basis, sometimes more to this office by Stanford Hospital. The same building, many of the same nurses, familiar rooms with the decals on the walls, etc. I spoke with the nurse who gave out the shots and she was actually hired by MY doctor 45 years ago. I have very fond memories of my doctor. He was always all about the patient. My mom tells the story of a time when I was 3 and had visited him for some illness. He called the house the day after and asked how I was doing. She began to respond and he told her the SHE was not his patient, I was, and to put me on the phone. He was bald and looked like Mr. Clean. He still is in medicine today, although on the research end with Stanford.
I was excited when I was pregnant with Alex to hear that his daughter was practicing in his old office, so we scheduled an appointment with her, like a pre-birth appointment. Franklin and I both liked her immediately and the rest is history. She is the reason that even though I pay a ton out of my pocket for health insurance, I will not change because I don't want to lose her as the doctor of my children. So while we will be going to a new, updated medical center in Menlo Park instead, thankfully we will still have he same great doctor and staff for my precious cargo. I took a couple of pictures of the kids at the office and as we drove away, got a bit teary eyed. I did not sob, or cry for long, it was just a bit of a nostalgic feeling knowing I would not go that familiar route ever again. Call me a sap, or a drama queen, or ridiculous, but WHATEVER. It was still a bit sad.
So speaking of drama queens, DQJ, Drama Queen Junior, as Cassie has been dubbed by Amanda, knew full well she was getting a shot today. Alex went first, she watched the needle going in and out, and then promptly started to freak out. She started crying "I need a break! I need a break!" I'm laughing and telling her "A break from WHAT?!" I had to pin her down while Alexander distracted her for the 2.5 seconds the actual shot took. He then picked her up and comforted her. Good grief. Two stickers later and she was fine. He doesn't remember the time when he was five and he bolted into the room, dove under a chair and screamed bloody murder! We had to take the chair off him, grab him and it took both Franklin and I to pin him down for whatever shot he was there to get!
I went off to teach at PAC. It's been 3 weeks since I have seen them and I received a nice welcome back. One member commented how they were well taken care of in my absence (thanks Pam) but that they did miss me. It's a very nice group of people.
After class I rushed off to the park by my house for Jasmine's 5th birthday party. It was a beautiful day at the park but as soon as I arrived Franklin and Alexander left for San Jose for a soccer game and needed the van which left me stranded, but my oldest brother Steve (Jazzy's grandpa) drove me around. We all went out for dinner this evening for his birthday (Monday he will be 58! Yikes! I made sure he knew that I was SO much younger and still in my early 40's!!) and also for Vince's 31st birthday next week (Jasmine's daddy). Mexican food made it tough for Amanda and I since we are not eating carbs after 6pm but we had taco salads, hers with shrimp and mine with grilled chicken and had a nice time out with them and my mom.
I've been anxiously awaiting to hear news from Alex about the Homecoming dance he is at. He was nominated to be on the ballot for Homecoming Prince but couldn't care less if he won or not. He had a fun week at school with all the Spirit activities he was involved in, admittedly that he HAD to do because he is Vice President and in Leadership, but he got into the spirit and truly had a good time. The game last night, the first and only one I've been to and stayed for in it's entirety, was fun and he was on the float he helped to build, then he worked the sidelines of the game with his friend videotaping plays. Tonight, after his soccer game he went to the dance and just called me a few minutes ago to ask if he could go to In N Out with a group of friends. When I asked him if he won, he said yes! And some girl named Summer won the title Princess. So now I wait up for him to come home. The Junioir class President, Laura, lives across the street from us so she is giving him a ride home. I just get very nervous with these kids driving around town on a Saturday night. Sigh. My little prince is growing up!
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