I am not talking about the small glass with the potent, yet sometimes delightful alcohol--not that kind of shot--I am talking about the needle variety.
I say a big HELL no I don't like shots! When I hear the word shots, I remember shots from my trying to have a baby days--big shots, in the stomach, sometimes multiple times a day.
Now, shots are for our little guy and he doesn't like them either--again--why would you?
B had his 6 month check today and it is music to a mom and dad's ears to hear "I can't find anything wrong with him" and on our finalization paperwork our favorite doctor wrote: well baby, excellent health and we are forever thankful for that!
Here is how B stacks up:
Weight 20 pounds 15 ounces 92 percentile
Height 28.5 inches 95 percentile
He is a big, healthy boy and despite the tears he did just fine today. Now--on to baby proofing the house, it makes me tired just thinking about it.
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