Better, Better, Worse, Better

     I finally went to my doctor to get my medication adjusted.  He put me on Welbutrin.  I'll let you know if it starts working.  I should know in a couple of weeks.  It takes a great deal of effort to make an appointment.  I don't know why, it just does.  Trent had to text me for several days to remind me/motivate me to make the call.  I am so lucky to have a supportive hubby.
     I shared the appointment with Adam and JD.  JD is small, but growing and healthy.  He is walking and as cute as can be.  He got six shots, the poor boy.  He weighs 19.5 pounds.
     Adam did not have good news at his well child check.  He has not grown in six months.  We have an appointment with, Dr. Davidson, a child endocrinologist in Salt Lake on April 18th.  They were able to squeeze us in because . . .
     Julie is getting married April 20th to Mark Radmall.  We could not have chosen someone better for her.  He is awesome and treats her like a queen.  I am excited because Trent and all the other men at the wedding will be wearing kilts.  He he he.  I will be making my boys kilts, too.  Do the Christensen's have any like to a tartan or a Scottish clan?  Otherwise they will be wearing the Wilson tartan.  Don't be afraid to take the mickey out of him because he thinks it will be an interesting experience.  You may not, however, call it a skirt or a dress.  Big no-no.  I am going up on the 4th to help her chose a wedding dress.  I am so happy she is letting me come and pretend I am on "Say Yes to the Dress."