Today was the first of the testing Casey John has to have done for his new doctor. We actually called the pediatrician and got her to do the blood work for us. We all went in first thing this morning and Casey John sat on his daddy’s lap and a really nice nurse helped hold his arm and I, well I had to hold Zach because he was more upset than his brother. Casey John only cried when they poked him, the first arm “blew out”, but the second arm was way more giving. As soon as it was over he was giggling and talking about his puppy. Zach panicked way more saying they were hurting him, and not to put a band-aid on him because he doesn’t like them. He was such a caring older brother (for those 10 minutes). Both boys tried to convince the very nice nurse to come eat at Whataburger with us then come to our house. Then they got upset when she said she had to work. Oh man are they their daddy’s sons. We all told Casey John what a super brave boy he was. He has a break with doctors until next Friday when they do the MRI where he will be poked again for and IV so they can put him to sleep. He calls the needles “pokies”. Darn cute, tough little guy.