Yesterday I took Sophie to the skin specialist to get a mole on her head looked at. I had planned this outing so that it would be when my parents returned, so they could look after Hugo and Rachel. I also packed Sophie lunch, because I wasn't sure how long it was going to take, and you can pretty much never be sure of doctors running on time anyway.
It was so fortuitous that I did because the doctor did not like the mole on Sophie's head at all, and wanted to do a biopsy then and there. So he put the numbing cream on and we sat and waited for 45 mins for it to work. Lunch was eaten during this time. What a win, because that 45 mins would have been so painful otherwise.
This is her lunch:
Sorry for the bad photo - we were at the doctors. Cream cheese flower sandwiches, peas and corn (not eaten, but I live in hope), ham, carrots, avocado, tomato and cucumber slices.
After it was eaten they put antiseptic into her head and I had to hold her while they did a quick shave and scrape. We watched veggie tales while that happened. Her head has a little white plaster on it now and she is totally fine. No tears at all actually. I can't believe it, but that was her first haircut. At least it's memorable.