Thursday, December 10, 2009
18 Month Checkup
I had my doctor's appointment yesterday and it was all great fun and everything until they started prodding and poking and sticking strange apparatuses in my ears, nose, and mouth. What the heck is that about?! I screamed bloody murder and my face turned beet red. Then came the shots...if you thought I was upset before that, you should have seen me then! I even gave Mom the guilt trip and cried out 'Mama!' and buried my head into her shoulder when they gave me the shot. I think I made my point, because Mom was overly apologetic and gave me lots of kisses. Not that I'd want them, because the woman gives way to many kisses to begin with. (When Mom asks me if she can have a kiss these days, I yell, "NOOOOO!!!!"). The good news is, I'm still in the 90% for weight and 90-95th% for height. I'm going to be a beast...and right on track to be a linebacker one day.