Not for the faint of heart...

Yesterday was Tizzy's 2 year check up at the doctor. Merrick has always been pretty paranoid of doctor's, but Tirzah kind of gives them the evil glare to let them know she up to their schemes, and knows exactly what they are going to do with that tongue depressor.


She handled this appointment really well, which is usually the case with her. Merrick, bless his hyperactive heart, was the more trouble of the two. That guy has so much energy that I'm thinking if I could figure out how to use it instead of oil, I'd solve the energy crisis. He tried so hard, but sitting still was really out of the question. And he successfully answered every question about his sister that the doctor tried to ask me before I could get a word out. But somehow the answer always ended up relating to Thomas the Train.

She has gained a couple of pounds and inches, and showed off her big mouth, I mean large vocabulary. She impressed her doctor with her sentences and that she knows some letters and can count a bit. The doctor we are seeing now is very safety conscious, which is the total opposite of the old school doctor we loved but retired. I think she's have an attack if she came to our house and saw the things that Tirzah manages to jump off of. Being these guys doctor is not for the faint of heart.

I'm glad she's growing well and healthy. I was thinking that the next check up she has (which they said will be at 2.5) I'll have an infant. I think I need to make sure and schedule that one on a day where I'll have some backup, unless I'm planning on checking myself into the doctor afterwards.

The second shot is for Sweet Shot, and the last shot is for Trendy Treehouse