Your Other Right

We had Monday off.  I filled the day with appointments for Josiah.  With his play schedule, his time is extremely limited, so I took advantage.  One appointment was for his 17-year physical.  On the drive there, he asked if he would get any shots.  I thought, and expressed, 17? Nah!  He saw the doctor solo, but later, he called me back because he needed shots.  Oh.  The doctor clearly had not seen his Texas shot record because she had a whole host of shots she told Josiah he needed.  Knowing he had already had most brought some relief.  However, this doctor was new to the area last year and was sort of renting out space in a different office when we saw her last (she's more legit than it sounds).  Because of that, she could offer no vaccines.  Josiah ended up needing three.  He really wanted them in his thighs, but they stopped that business when he was a young thing.  Sore arms it is.

We have had spring weather all week.  It's been very nice out.  The bees and wasps have been incredibly active.  Benson has found it his mission to eat them.  It's the game he plays every time he goes outside.  Jump, snap his mouth shut, miss, jump, snap, miss.  He's yet to catch one, but I think if he ever does, he'll learn to stop playing that game.  Caroline enjoyed the sun and read while Benson bit at the air.  She's been reading the Maze Runner series.  

Pi Day landed on a weekend this year, so our school did not celebrate.  We celebrated at home with a meat pie for dinner and apple pie for dessert.  We keep trying out new recipes.  A lot have been labeled, Not bad, but I wouldn't make it again.  Thus was the meat pie.  Costco baked the apple one, so we knew that was a winner.  

Henry has been driving a lot more.  We've been doing real roads.  Roads with two lanes on each side.  He's only changed lanes once (this evening), so he mostly gets a lot of right turns off our main roads.  He's been doing very well, but he has lost all sense of right or left.  Every time he turns, he tells me he's going to go the opposite direction that he does.  It's been fun.  I'm sure it's a factor of his brain trying to keep track of so many new things, but it adds an element of humor to our drives.  

We have another spirit week at school.  The goal in this house is to not wear a uniform all week.  Henry has sweat pants all ready to go for tomorrow.