I went to the doctor today. I had to get a check-up since I'm a toddler now. The doctor said I'm cute and that he liked me. I appreciated the kind words but I still was unimpressed when he came near me.
I got measured. Let's be honest, Peeps. I'm short. But the good news is that I'm growing, it just seems to be in slow motion. I did a good job at the doctor even when they stabbed me in the leg three times. That part was lame, but mom says getting the measles is mega lame, so I was brave and got my shots. Afterall, I didn't want Hank to think I was wimpy.