I'm good. I am getting very, very big. I am 24 inches long (80th percentile) and weigh 17 lbs. (90th percentile). Yesterday I went to see the doctor. She was great, but I didn't like the nurse so much. She gave me four shots and some nasty vaccine that I had to drink. It was gross and I made silly faces the whole time I was drinking it. She kept singing a song while I was wailing, and it was driving mommy nuts.
I talk a lot these days. Sometimes I talk when I'm not supposed to. Like, in the middle of the night, for instance. I can't help it - sometimes I just think all these great thinks and I just have to share them with someone. And, since mommy still lets me sleep in her room, I feel like she and daddy should know first. I also like to talk when I am eating. I'll eat for a couple seconds, then pull back, smile at mommy, say something important, and then go right back to eating. Mommy finds this very amusing, so I keep doing it.
Let's see...what else, what else? Oh, yeah, guess what I did today? Check out the picture below and see if you can figure out why I am smiling? (I'll give you a hint: the rest went all down mommy's back! So funny!) I am wearing Christmas jammies because I am going to outgrow them by the actual Christmas season. He he he :)
Have a great day!
Love, Baby B