So we checked out a Care Bear movie from the library last week (a little girly, I know, but I wasn't doing the picking and there's no use arguing with a 3 year old). So Parker has become Grumpy Bear and Reid FunShine Bear the past couple of days. Parker even included mom and dad in this one and I am now Too Loud Bear and Spencer is Messy Bear. I know those sound like made-up Care Bear names, but they are on the movie. Parker seems to have completely forgotten that I am Mom and calls me Too-Loud Bear all the time, even though he is Superman again.
This is not the point of my post. A couple days ago, I got a brilliant idea to get out the washable markers and draw their Care Bear tummy symbols on their cute little bellies. They thought that was the most awesome thing ever. So score a point for Mom. But now that it's two days and two baths later and there is still a hint of marker on their bellies, I'm not so sure I'm deserving of scoring that point. Not that it really matters and it is washing off, but they had doctor's appointments today. And it's a little embarassing that it was me and not them drawing on their bellies. I thought maybe I could just pretend it was them, but these perfect little pictures tatooed across their abs could never pass for a three year olds art work.
Aside from the unusual markings on their bellies, the appointment went well. Parker and Reid measured in respectively at 39in and 36in tall. Reid is catching up fast. Now that he's upright and the trauma of loosing a foot is over, he's really growing and loosing some of that baby fat. Reid is in the 95 % for height and 75% for weight, while Parker is 75% for height and 95% for weight. Which is a little hard for me to grasp. I think Reid is short and fat and Parker is tall and skinny. I guess that's not quite the case, but all in all, it's a pretty good report card.