Jan 29, 2007 15:53
My kid is healthy, darn it.
Heh. No I'm really glad his hip is fine (when he was born his pediatrician thought she detected a "click" in his hip. But it never amounted to anything). But that means I'm done with his orthopedist, who is likely the best looking man in the city (apart from my husband, of course).
He looks a little like Mike Douglas, only WAY more hot and manly, and he has these gigantic hands that totally envelop mine when we shake. I swear I do a little "hummina hummina" when I see him. He's like that elusive man's man that left Hollywood a while ago--you know, early Harrison Ford-ish. Delicious.
It's not wrong that I kind of hope one of my kids breaks a bone so I can go back, is it? KIDDING, I'm kidding. But on that off chance, I know exactly where we'll go.
On the other hand, I have this weird cold thing that is totally in my sinuses and making me very lightheaded and dizzy. Fun times, I tell ya.
kids,
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