Last night, Austin asked me if I would be taking the disc out of Daddy's neck. I told him that no, a doctor would do it. A very good doctor.
He then told me that he wanted to go to the doctor with Daddy. I said that I was going with Daddy and it would be better if he stayed with Grandma and Grandpa. No, he argued. He wanted to go with Daddy to the doctor.
I told him that it's very boring at the doctor. He'd have more fun with Grandma. Again, he insisted. Okay, I said. You can come meet the doctor.
Maybe we'll take him to the pre-op. Or maybe just wait until after the surgery to visit.