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Did you ever notice our baby Girl’s birth defect? When she was littler (and had less hair) it was more noticeable:

See it yet? How ’bout a more recent pic:

Need a hint? Check out her ear. Yup, Girl was born with a skin tag. I liked to call it her “Shrek ear“.

It’s not dangerous, it’s just a bit of extra skin and cartilage. But it’s in a spot other people notice. And it has been growing with her. So at the ripe old age of 20 months, girlfriend had her first visit with a plastic surgeon. (Dr. Carver to be exact – how is that for a hilarious eponym.) After almost 70 minutes of sitting and waiting and meeting plenty of nurses and anesthetists, she was whisked away, given some laughing gas, and had that tag taken off. About 20 minutes and 4 “micro sutures” later she was back with us. Now she looks like this:

We’ll go back to visit Dr. Carver on Tuesday for a check-up and to have the stitches removed.

Why’d we do it now? Because this way she won’t remember it. And the use of a plastic surgeon was involved because there’s a facial never running near there, so ya gotta be careful. Plus they’re rather skilled at minimizing scars. The hope is this one will fade and not grow as she does. Plus now it’s gone before she understands the “what’s wrong with her ear” questions. School kids – you know how they are. Yes, we could have just tied a string around it and thightened it until the majority of it fell off. But that typically leaves a mole looking result which she may have wanted to have removed down the line. We just saved her the trouble (and the bill).

In other news – the Girl looks a little worse for wear in that last photo. It’s not from the procedure. It was from the 108 degree temperatures in the Big City yesterday. (Actual temperature reading witnessed on my car thermometer as we left town at 3:20pm. You know, for the much more reasonable 93 at our house. *gag*) What in the world. So yeah. Hot, sweaty, sticky hair. And a bit of Sonic grape slush stuck to her face.

And yes, that means in less than a week we’ve gone from having the heat on to having the ac on. I think Mother Nature is having hot flashes.

Y’all know that the Boy is totally obsessed with Cars, right? And y’all knew that Cars 2 came out in theaters on June 24th, right? (No? You didn’t have that marked on your calendar? *pshaw*)

We decided back when we first heard about Cars 2 coming that this would be the Boy’s first big movie experience. As in actual trip to the theater. And it’s all he’s talked about for the last few months. In fact, given the chance, he will sit and watch the Cars 2 trailers on repeat for hours on end (no we don’t let him). However, June 24th was last Friday…when we were in Cody. Without babysitter service (ie Grandparents). So we made a plan – we’d go see the movie on Monday night when we could also take our 11 year old niece with us who’s here visiting.

And so we did. Kinda.

The Boy, the Cousin, and I all went. Unfortunately, Josh was stuck at his parents’ house. We had a pretty major hail storm come through the area over the weekend that knocked out a major area of phone lines. Then Monday some idiot cut the main fiber optic trunk of the major phone/data provider for the Hills. And apparently, there ain’t no back-up Bob. Josh’s parents happen to have internet that is NOT provided through this company. So Josh spent a significant portion of the day at their house with his radio, a phone, and his laptop checking folks in to the campground. The good people at Qwest didn’t get the entire situation fixed until about 6pm (local phones came back around 1, long distance a little later). As I’m a bit of a movie snob and also don’t think 3D movies are worth the extra they make you pay, we were opting for a 2D viewing. That meant 5:25 or 8pm. Yeah, not taking a 4 year old to an 8 pm movie thanks. I tried to get the Boy to wait a day, but yeesh. We’d talked this up so much there was no having it. I told Josh we could go to the 6:45 3D version, but he said just go…so we went.

I know the reviews out there say this movie is horrible. Don’t believe them! You should go just for the visual treat. There are scenes from major cities around the world including Tokyo, Lodon, and Paris. I swear there were times I forgot I was watching an animated movie. Pixar definitely sets the bar on believable animation. (And you should definitely go read this article over at Scientific American.) And the “adaptations” of very well known landmarks to car-ified versions is wonderful. Did Disney/Pixar make this movie as a vehicle for more merchandise sales? Yeah, probably. Is the plot a bit contrived? Sure. But it’s a KIDS MOVIE. It was readily obvious to me that this was geared to the kids who were 4ish when the first one came out. Just complicated enough to not be a “baby” movie, but not sophisticated by any means. And plenty of just-for-fun scenes for the younger crowd. My 4 year old loved it. The 11 year old thought it was fun. And so did I. The characters are loveable and fun (I missed Paul Newman and Geroge Carlin, but loved the addition of Eddie Izzard and Michael Caine). And in typical Pixar fashion, the movie has a wonderful moral (and not just the overt anit-big oil theme people keep mentioning).

How did the whole experience go? First – WHAT is the deal with people taking babies to movies? Babies: as in 1 and under. If I wanted that experience I’d wait until it came out on DVD and watch it at home with my own kid screaming in the background. (While this is “less offensive” at an obvious kids movie, we were subjected to a roughly 3 month old at X-Men: First Class not long ago. W.T.F.) Anywho. One of the Boy’s first comments when the half hour of commercials and previews started (‘nother peeve. And I love previews…) was “Mama, it’s loud!” Yup. And it has to be. Because of all the babies crying and people getting up and down and kids talking in normal voices through the whole movie. Yeah, I expect kids to be kids and ask questions during a movie (and have to pee). I also expect parents to be parents and hush them and answer in whispered tones. Obviously I’m an idiot. Hey! At least with all the low level racket you didn’t notice the folks texting! *snort*

The Boy’s other major comment? “Mama…that tv is huuuuuge!” Yes it is. And no, we won’t be getting one.

Also experienced:

Popcorn as big as you are.

And his final comment: “Mama, are we going to come again tomorrow?” Nope kiddo. We aren’t. But maybe we’ll come back this weekend so Papa can come too. And yes son, we probably will buy the DVD. At Target. You know me so well.

Last comment on the subject. The marketing on this movie was incredible. But also very high class. I’m planning a craft project for the Boy’s room based on the vintage style international “poster” series. As far as I can tell, they weren’t actually posters, but poster images released around the web. You can see the series here. More on that when I “GIT ‘ER DONE!

Lovin’ the jumping pillow. And the sun.

Pardon my absence around the intarwebs for the last week. Twas the annual trek to Yellowstone for work. (Wildlife sightings: 1 moose (eyeballed twice, photo’d once), 2 bears, 6 big horn sheep, uncountable bison, elk, and pronghorn, a pod of pelicans, colonies of whistle pigs, and a sandhill crane on her nest surrounded by canadian geese. There might have been other fauna…I lost count.) YNP is one of the few places left in the world with zero public internet access and also limited to no cell service. It’s kinda nice.

On Thursday, Josh and the kids drove over to Cody, WY to meet me and we spent the weekend hanging out at the Cody KOA. (Pancakes consumed…um, don’t ask.)

More when I weed through the photos and discard the blurry and the “huh, what was that?”

Most depressing part of the trip: coming home to my freshly planted gardens bombarded by ping pong ball sized hail. The tomatoes, peppers, bleeding hearts, and columbine are pulp. I’m thinking maybe I should just give up for this year.