We opted to stay here this weekend to decompress from all our happenings this past week. As much as we enjoy our frequent trips to Dothan, they are somewhat tedious and a little stressful with two young children (and a dog!). It was so nice to wake up in our own beds this morning, eat pancakes and bacon, and take a leisurely trip to the Tallahassee Museum. We talked up the bears and panthers to Morgan last night and she woke up ready to go. We must have heard, “Lets go see those bears!” 30 times this morning before we left.
Due to the “Springtime Tallahassee” parade and festival it took us a little bit longer to get there but once we did we realized what all we have been missing out on these last couple years! They call it a “museum” but I don’t think that’s really appropriate. It’s more like a nature preserve with animals. We saw black bears, panthers, bobcats, owls, bald eagles, deer, turkey, red fox and grey fox and of course an alligator. It was a little overcast and the temperature was perfect. Due to all the goings on downtown there weren’t very many people there. It was a very delightful time. They have a very nice playground that we stopped at on our way out. Morgan loved seeing all the animals and talked incessantly to them. We wish we had discovered this hidden treasure prior to our little outing today!
I took Rager back to the pediatrician yesterday. Once she came off the amoxicillin from 2 weeks ago she came down with a nasty cough. It sounded as though she was breathing under water. I waited a few days but then couldn’t help but think “maybe she got pneumonia from me”. So, we got it checked out. I took both girls with me which I usually prefer not to do but it was a last minute appointment and figured of all places to take both girls, the pediatrician’s office would be ok! Morgan was chattering away when the dr came in and continued to talk while Dr. Cross examined Paiger. Morgan kept asking me, “What’s that I ‘mell?” (Her famous words!) I continued to reply while holding Paiger who was being checked out, “I don’t know what you smell Morgan, maybe it’s the fruit you just ate.” Finally she said, “Nope, I know what I ‘mell…. it’s my toots. I ‘mell my toots!” I thought I’d die. I asked her to say “excuse me” and she did but we all got a chuckle out of her candidness. Thankfully she was the only one who could smell them! The Rager got loaded up with zithromax and albuterol… hoping this will take care of all the nastiness!