Tuesday, October 7, 2008

Shot Through the Heart

Oh, Baby Boy, I am so sorry you had to get your shots yesterday. You made it through like a champ. Thank you in advance for not hating us for taking you to that mean, mean doctor with the mean, mean needles.

On a happier note, at 11 weeks old you weigh in at 11 pounds 14 ounces (48th percentile!) and are 24.4 inches long (80th percentile!!!). Obviously you take after Dr. Dad. No one got my height challenged genes. Thank God.

You are my mellow, mellow guy. Just one request: Anytime you want to cut down on the spitting up would be fine with us (and our laundry).

Doctor says you are healthy and fine and growing and we're thrilled.

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