Harper is going through a stage where she is completely terrified of anything remotely resembling a doctor's office. She was in pretty full panic mode the entire time we were there. She was actually fine in the waiting room, until the nurse came to let us know we could go to the examination room. As soon as Harper saw the woman in scrubs, she lost it. We decided to hold off on the scratch test until she is two, at which point the doctor seems to think she will have mellowed a bit. We'll see. This appointment was nearly two full weeks after our first one and I heard one of the nurses say something like, "The one who doesn't like doctors is back!" That's right, she screamed loud and long enough to be remembered. A drama queen already.
In other news, Harper's allergy has not disturbed her ability to make a mess.
Her desire to clean only imaginary messes also remains firmly intact.
Give me another month or so, I'll have her sweeping up the lawn clippings on mowing days!