You may remember from a previous post, D's stomach problems. Well, after a few nights of complaining and pain to the point of D waking up we decided, let's call the doctor. Anyone who knows us, knows Grammie is the go to gal for Dr. appointments. Like the dutiful Grammie she is, when J called to say the Dr. would see D at 4:00, off she went.
About an hour ago I received a phone call from Grammie with a humorous anecdote that occurred at the doctor.
Dr: Is he constipated?
Grammie: No.
Dr: How do you know?
Grammie: My daughter said he wasn't.
Dr: D have you been pooping?
D: Yes.
Dr: How often?
D: Whenever I need to.
Dr: Well....that's always good.
Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you my son, the genius.
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