Rag Doll

Jordan displayed his first public act of protest last Wednesday at the hospital.

I had to go in for a blood test for the second part of the prenatal screening so the boys came with.

The blood test went fast and I came out to find Jordan having a good time just running around the empty waiting room with Chris watching him. Once we left there to catch the elevator things changed. Jordan tried to exit the elevator before it was our floor so I held onto him telling him not yet and that we had to wait. But suddenly this was not what he wanted to do... wait. So with the elevator of a few people including a very large security person Jordan lay down on the floor right in front of the door. We all had a chuckle as the elevator moved to the next floor and Chris asked the security guard if he couldn't do anything about this. We all laughed. Then the doors opened on our floor and Jordan remained on the floor. So I stepped over him thinking I might coax him out by my exiting. Nope. Now Chris had thrown his back out and we each had a morning coffee/tea in one hand. So we looked at each other, shrugged our shoulders and with one free hand each reached down under an armpit and dragged Jordan out like a captive. Everyone was having a good laugh at this point because he was quiet and limp and putting up no fuss but definitely not wanting to move. Once off the elevator we figured he'd be good to go and put him down away from traffic near the wall. (Its a circular area, but high traffic as its the main floor hub) However, Jordan lay right down on the floor. Quietly protesting. This made Chris and I laugh even harder. So we looked at each other and did the whole, "Bye Jordan!" thing and walked a little down the hall... and you can guess... nothing happened. He just lay there. But now we're laughing too hard realizing that we're in a hospital with a limp kid on the floor, probably not good. Laughing harder still that he's doing this we wandered back to him, Chris passed his coffee to me, picked him up and we carried on still talking about our little rag doll laying on a hospital floor waiting to be rescued.