Playing Dr & a Handsome Haircut

I took Shelagh to the Dr yesterday to check out her 3-month old cough/throat clearing thing. The nurse, at a previous appt, had suggested that maybe she had allergies. I'm thinking it's probably that I've not cleaned out the air conditioners, but that's just a guess. It could also be Squeaky, the worlds most dander-y cat. After we came home, Rory decided to do some doctoring. He listened, administered shots, checked temperatures, and used tweezers. Shelagh was a very patient patient.


I cannot get enough of his cute little man haircut. You know when you have a haircut appt scheduled and your hair looks GREAT the week before and you waffle about whether to cancel it or not even though you are way past needing one and won't be able to go again for weeks? Rory was like a shaggy, adorable rock star the week before his cut...little curls popping up in the back, shaggy on top...so cute. We proceeded with the haircut, despite this adorable week, and it's so trim and neat he's like a little man! I love it!