Tuesday, February 1, 2011


I had to go to the doctor last week for a check-up.  My doctor pretty much said I'm the greatest baby he's ever seen.  (Okay, he didn't exactly say that, but I could tell that's what he was thinking.)  I wanted to be sure he knew I was advanced in stranger anxiety, so I screamed my very loudest when he touched me.

The most exciting part was seeing how big I am.  I weighed 18 pounds, 13 ounces and was 26 inches.  I was all ready to throw myself a "Way to Grow" party when I heard mom saying things like, eighth percentile for height, short and fat, and circus midget.

Hmph.  Apparently she needs a reminder about how much I've grown in the last nine months. 

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