Thursday we started out the day with a little trauma, taking Rachel in to get blood drawn to test her for Celiac Disease (we'll get the results Monday, I'm hoping). It was as bad as I had imagined. I held her on my lap, clamped my legs around hers wrapped my arms around her arm they weren't drawing from, and held her head looking away from her arm while she screamed and cried the entire time, and they had two techs there to hold her arm still while they drew the blood. I hope to not have to do that again for a long time. Or ever. As we left everyone gave us looks of sympathy when they saw Rachel's red face from crying (and I'm sure they realized that the screams they had been hearing for the last several minutes--the door was left open and that girl has LUNGS--were from her).
After that trauma she deserved a treat, so I took her to McDonalds for lunch, let her play on the slides and stuff, then got her a travel sized Hungry Hungry Hippos game (which Annie seized as soon as she saw it when we got back). The rest of the day she proudly showed off her bandage (which the tech said to leave on for 20 minutes or so, but is still on because she has to show it to Dad when he gets home from his campout this afternoon).
Later that afternoon it rained pretty good at our house, so after the rain was done we headed out to play in the puddles. The girls had a blast.
Annie kept getting her hands wet in the puddle, then going to the dry part of the sidewalk, making handprints, then jumping up and yelling "ta da!"
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