Yesterday Greg and I proved our awesomeness to a perfect stranger. This is not an uncommon occurrence for us. When you're awesome it's kind of hard to hide it. It WILL come out. Sometimes it's from strangers and sometimes it's just with your family. For example when, while weeding in the back yard, you suspect your 4 year old of purposefully stomping on a bug and explain, "Oh, honey! We should not kill things that Heavenly Father made!", then turn back around and continue ripping weeds out of the earth.
Yes, you just can't hide awesomeness. In this case, we couldn't keep it from the doctor who was checking out Aaron's leg. For a few weeks our boy was complaining about his leg and limping (even avoiding standing for almost whole days at a time) and the pediatrician sent us to a specialist in the hour-distant Rzeszów.
So we went. At the office, while I undressed Aaron, the doctor started getting some basic background information. (translated from Polish)
Dr: What's his name?
us: Aaron Pawlik
Dr: Date of birth?
Greg: Uuuum, the fourth..... right, Lisa?
me: No, the eighth.
Greg: That's right, the eighth of September.
me: No, ...... (pause while I think of the name of the month in Polish and put it in the right case kwiecien=April, kwietnia= of April*) April.
Greg: Yes, the eighth of April.
Dr: What year?
us: (looking at each other for a good 3-4 seconds) ...
me: ...four years ago.
Dr: Okay, so 2007.
us: That's right.
Dr: And... how many kids do you have?
Yeah, good question doctor. Especially considering Greg gave Evie's day of birth and David's month. Sure the doctor followed that question up with others about our kids that made it look like he was getting potential genetic type information that might help in making a diagnosis, but I'm pretty sure he was just trying to figure out what our deal was.
Fortunately, after a stressful hour of worrying that it might be something serious, x-rays revealed that it's probably not. So, thankfully it looks like Aaron won't have worrisome leg problems for the near future. Unfortunately, he will probably have to deal with parental lameness problems for the rest of his life. Wish there was a cure for that one, poor boy.
*I'm not kidding when I say I still am not sure about the all the names of the month in Polish.