Tomorrow is Jakob's 4th birthday...I know...I'm in shock, too! More about that later. I am working on cleaning the house really well, praying for the rain to hold off until 2 pm tomorrow, and stuffing party favor bags. Jakob came to me with his stethescope on and said, "Mommy, the doctor will see you now." Reluctantly, I went with him to his bedroom where he asked my what the problem seemed to be. I told him my arm was sore from vacuuming, and he gave me an ointment from a plastic corn cob...said that would do the trick. Just as I thought the appointment was over, he said he need to listen to my heart. After double checking with me where exactly my heart was, he listened carefully and said with a very concerned face, "Uh-oh, Mom. I don't like the sound of that. I think there's a problem. YOU HAVE ITCHY-ARM-ITIS!!!!" There is no cure according to Dr. Jakob. His recommendation is to rest during his naptime. Classic, buddy.