the watermelon popsicle

dolly was born with a crooked 4th toe.  it stood out right after labor but it has always been a cute, little oddity that hardly anyone else ever notices.  the issue of fixing it was mainly cosmetic until the past year or two when her 2nd toe started curling too and the toes on her left foot began piling up.  certain types of shoes began bothering her and the doctor mentioned fixing it would be easier the younger she was.  so we elected to go ahead with it-  but it meant surgery for a very little girl.  (i was so nervous that it took us a year to schedule it.)

i'm proud to report that she did a fantastic job throughout!  (and her mother did too- despite racing thoughts like: i hope the doctor had just enough caffeine this morning! what if she has nightmares about this? etc.)  she was praised for being the perfect patient: she put on a brave and stoic face through much of the morning (yes, some of it may have been because she strongly disapproved of the fish scrubs she had to wear); she had us giggling after surgery when insisting that she has a 'real bear at home' and that her orange popsicle 'tasted just like watermelon'; and she only cried once- when she just couldn't stand looking at her IV line any longer- but who could blame her on that one?

before:

disliking those scrubs:

a goofy Versed-induced smile:

a tiny bout of nervousness:

wakey-wake:

sporting a new accessory:

recovering with the watermelon popsicle: