Maggie and Luke had doctor’s appointments at the same time on Tuesday. I thought it was a great idea – get them both over with at the same time. Turns out, it was a horrible idea.

Luke started flipping out as soon as I took his shoes off. The nurse came in to measure and weigh him and you would have thought it was some new form of torture. When it was Maggie’s turn, Luke went straight for the door. This meant he was in the perfect position for the doctor to hit him with it when he opened it.

It was a bit of a disaster.

It wasn’t made any easier by the fact that Luke hates our pediatrician (I have no idea why) and cried the whole time he was in the room. He calmed down once the doctor left, but wasn’t too pleased when the nurse came back with their shots (Luke got one and Maggie got two). Then we had to go over to the lab so Luke could have some blood drawn. Thankfully Maggie fell asleep (even through her brother’s screams).

It was exhausting. I’m not sure I’ll ever schedule two kids for appointments at the same time again – or at the very least I won’t attempt to take them alone.

The good news is both of them are healthy and growing like weeds. Luke was 36.25 inches tall (in the 85th percentile for height) and weighed 27 pounds 13 ounces (43rd percentile for weight).

The nurse measured Maggie’s length, but must not have added it to the computers, because it wasn’t on my printout and they didn’t have the information when I called back later (it’s not really important, I was just curious). She weighed in at 10 pounds 7 ounces and the doctor was pleased with her weight gain. Last appointment she was in the 12th percentile and this time she was in the 23rd.

Maggie goes back in two months for another checkup. Luke doesn’t have to go back until he’s three. Hopefully he won’t mind that one too much – he won’t be due for any shots at least.