Josh had a few to many cavities so the dentist had to give him some medication to knock him out a little. He was still conscious a bit, enough to make some crazy smiles and half awake looks at you. Leaving the dentist office was crazy! Josh weighs 40 pounds, so I had 40 pounds of dead weight and my purse and other fixins to carry out. Josh kept wanting to move but he was so drugged he would flail about hitting his head on anything nearby also causing me to almost drop him a few times. Then to make it harder everything in my hands kept falling out so I would go back and pick it up, oh wait now... Josh's shoe fell off.... Go back and pick it up. I swear the receptionist was laughing her head off at me, I was really struglin'. After the third trip back and fourth (so rediculous), still with Josh in tow (the car was far away) I just started laughing. I was just imaging how I looked and laughed all the way to the car and some of the way home. I was so glad Trevor stayed home to take care of Patrick. Josh could not walk for hours and he would get very frustrated trying because he would always end up walking in to something or falling over when he tried to get up.
Too bad Patrick wasn't pretending to be Super Baby that day, he could have flown him where ever he needed to go. Maybe next time. 
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I know that you were totally strugglin', but I wish I could have seen you holding a limp Josh in your arms with things falling out all over the place. I admit, I probably would have been laughing -- but, unlike the receptionist, I think I probably would have given you a helping hand. And next time I'm a damsel in distress, I'm definitely calling Super Baby Patrick for help.
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