Tomorrow Olof starts work at 8 a.m. sharp, and wouldn’t you know it, we got a notice late last week that Yrsa is expected at the doctor’s office for weighing and a shot at 10:45, which means not only do I have to hold her while she’s jabbed — something I really prefer to avoid — but I also have to schlep Brynja and Petra along with me to the appointment. I guess we’re starting this whole business out with a bang (and likely at least a couple of whimpers).