I have recently taken to asking anyone I think might know anything about children if they think my tot it out of control…obviously the real question is  am I  out of control (insert disappointed sigh here).

Today at the pediatricians office Texas spent the entire 20 minutes in the waiting room: NOT using his inside voice, running from one side of the room to the other, locking the front door so people could not get in and out, and taking all the books from the tables and stacking them on the floor – this all in between darting to the fish tanks yelling ‘ISH’ every five seconds.

I realized after asking the lady at the front desk if he was ‘normal’ and if she had ever seen another child act like this that I was bordering on neurotic. Why did the reassurance of the 60-something lady who copies my insurance card and runs my credit card make me feel better? Of course I did not stop there…once we were back in the exam rooms my charge pulled a foot stool from under the table and repeatedly jumped off of it while the woman was trying to take his temperature, he escaped from the room so quickly that he made it all the way down the hall and somehow into the file room before I could catch him and spent his downtime inside the room trying to lick the table, chairs, stool, cabinets, door, etc…..

When the doctor came in after he got the all clear on his ears I asked him if I was doing something wrong…..if Texas was too wild or out of control….he of course smiled and patted me on the back and said ‘all toddlers are different, you just got a high-energy one – you could have gotten a slug – trust me he is much more fun than the slug toddlers’……it was like a huge weight was lifted off my shoulders – and then the doctor had to tell Texas to stop licking the exam table.