Check-up

I owe a lot of emails. Sorry I'm running around trying to finish up work projects and pack for our upcoming departure on Wednesday. This weekend we have to go down and pick up our stuff from the beach house. There's so much to do.

In any case, this morning Dylan had a pediatric check-up. He's doing great. He weighs 18.8 pounds (yikes!) and is a little over 27 inches. There is one small problem in that he may need to be circumcised if his pisellino ("little pea" in Italian) doesn't open. The pediatrician has pointed this out to me every visit and asks me "But can he pee like that?" Yes, he pees. I change his diapers, lady. Now she's saying if it doesn't open soon, we may have to consider circumcision. I don't even want to think about that. Poor little guy.

I had her check his ears before the flight on Wednesday and, of course, she rolled her eyes and sighed, which is what she does when you ask her to actually get up from behind her desk and examine the patient. That's an Italian state doctor for you but, hey, it's free so I guess we aren't supposed to expect much.