Strongest Boy in the World

Chase is the strongest 2-year-old in the world.  No, I’m totally serious.  The nurses even told me, so it must be true.  Today I took him back to the doctor for his stitches removal from his accident last week (see previous post).  We calmly sat in the waiting room, where he had no idea what was about to happen.  The nurse called us back and he began crying and running away.  Then we took him into the same room he’d gotten his stitches in.  Imagine SCREAMING like unto WEEPING, WAILING & GNASHING OF TEETH.

Of course we tried to explain that this was going to be so much easier and wouldn’t hurt as bad.  He didn’t believe us.  So we all went into another room so hopefully he would calm down. 

1st try:

I cradle Chase in my arms.  The nurse tries to loosen the stitches multiple times before she cuts them.  He pops up screaming. 

2nd try:

We then lay him on the table and have me hold him.  We gave it several tries.  He was too strong.  We couldn’t hold his legs, arms, torso and head and remove stitches at the same time. 

3rd try:

We then brought in another nurse.  We tried again.  One holding his legs, one holding his hands and he other holding his head, and we couldn’t keep him still. 

4th try:

So the nurses brought out the dreaded papoose.  If I thought he’d been angry before, he was even angrier now.  All four of us tried to get him into the papoose.  After 3 attempts, 3 adult women were not strong enough to strap him down.

5th try:

They had me cradle him in my arms again.  I held him firm while they held his arms, legs and head.  She was able to get the stitches out quickly from there.

I think I know what his future career will be:

either that or a fashion designer.  Look at his style!

And for the good news…

DRUMROLL please

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Chase has potty-trained himself!  I have 4 boys and he is the only one who mastered this at 2 years of age.  I have not changed a diaper in over 3 weeks.

and he initiated the process all on his own.

I’m having an identity crisis.  No diapers?  What will we do with all the extra money…?

Hey, how about paying medical bills for stitches :)

PS  Does anyone know how to get spacing in between paragraphs?  I use Live Writer, and the draft I type has perfect spacing between paragraphs, but when I publish it they’re all smooshed together???