We hate going to the doctors...

As always it has been a exciting few days. Mabel broke out with a rash the last week in the creases of her elbows and knees. It looked like a little heat rash but when she started scratching it on Tuesday I called the doctor and brought her in on Wednesday. Mabel hates going to the doctors, especially her primary doctor since she remembers everything, especially shots. The nurse that escorted us to the room was the nurse that typically has the unfortunate task of giving Mabel her shots at her well baby check-ups and Mabel recognized her right away. She had the most serious look on her face as the nurse weighed her and tried to talk to her. When the nurse left the room Mabel turned and looked at me and actually said, "Oh no Mama!"

Well, after one look the doctor said eczema. Really? Is that possible, she was in a spica cast for 12 weeks and not even a slight rash! But it is and we got some medicated cream for it and she's much better. Man, I'm glad she never got a break out in that cast, that would have been awful! I guess it just has been so hot lately and with the humidity that is what did it. I count my blessings that Mabel's casting was from October through January and not in the heat of the summer! I feel for anyone who's baby is casted during the hot months, that adds a whole new element to the experience.

Mabel's free spirit has taken her to liking to "drive". This obsession started when we went to the beach a few weeks ago and I was changing Mabel in the car. I had to change her in the front seat and after she had her diaper on I handed her to Zack in the drivers seat so I could get her clothes together...so began the love to pretend to drive the car complete with the "vroom-vroom" sounds. I don't want to encourage this too much seeing as she gets older it may be dangerous her to think it is acceptable to climb into the drivers seat of the car and play with stuff. I vividly remember doing this as a kid and putting the car into neutral by accident. She knows that she needs to sit on Papa's lap so that is good. Now when ever I bring her somewhere and try to strap her in the car seat she just points at the steering wheel and says, "Papa Mabel. vroom-vroom. pleeezzzz?"