Button, Button Who has the Button?
Happy Monday to me. We headed out bright and early so that we could sit in traffic for an hour and a half to get to the GI Doc on time. Who made a 9 AM appointment to be in Atlanta anyway? Oh, yeah. That would have been me. Celia had her tummy food (a.k.a g-tube formula feed) on the road, and luckily for me Sofia , I totally forgot to grab her breakfast on the way out. Oh darn. I guess we HAD to stop at Starbucks for coffee ahem , breakfast for her. About 40 minutes into our stop and go, Celia's pump started beeping that she was done with her feed. Not being able to shut it off while sipping coffee driving, I let it beep away. We got to the GI with a few short minutes to spare, and as I got her out of her seat, I noticed something vaguely familiar dangling from her carseat. Oh yes, I remember what that is.... it's Her ENTIRE button. Luckily for ALL OF US , we were headed into the GI, so I was relatively calm as I ran , I mean, walked into the office b...