I made it! I'm officially 2 months old today! You'd think I'd be getting presents and a party but no, it was a pretty bleak day. First, I was extremely disappointed when Grandma and Grandpa didn't show up today! I didn't realize last night was my last night with them till February! Look at all the good times we had...
Ah, it was so much fun and then they were gone. And instead of celebrating my 2 months, mom and dad took me to the doctor! I'm not a big fan of the doctor, they are always prodding and poking me and this time was no exception. First, I had to get on the cold hard scale. Apparently I weigh 8lbs 13 oz, which puts me just on the curve of about the 5th - 10th percentile of all babies. If I had been born on time though I would be in the 25th percentile, but who says being average is better? My head is in the 50th percentile already though - so I must have gotten mom and dad's big brains!
Anyway, it wasn't too bad until they brought out the needles! Shots! I had to get shots! 2 shots! Giving me those tiny bandaids with heart stickers does not make up for the pain caused by that nurse! What were mom & dad thinking? I do not need to be protected from whatever it was I had to get those shots for! I was so upset I decided not to play with mom the rest of the day and slept. Thanks a lot!