I took Baby Yoda for his 9-12 month blood count today. Because he is such a very little human (nice amount of pudge, but he still fits comfortably into 6-month clothing) I was going to have the bloodwork done when BY was 9 months old exactly. His 9-month birthday wasn't convenient, so I decided to push off the blood work for a few days.
Being a seasoned resident of Israel, before pushing off BY's blood work, I checked to see if there was a nurse's strike planned. There was not, so the blood work got pushed off. And then there was a lab worker strike. Of course.
That strike was resolved a while ago, and between this and that, I finally took him in for his blood work today. When I arrived, I learned that I had actually scheduled our appointment for tomorrow. Oops.
During our 45-minute wait for a walk-in appointment, I had reason to be amazed once again at how much BY (like most babies) is absolutely delighted by peek-a-boo.
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