Maybe I am a total sucker, but almost nothing pulls at my heartstrings like JJ getting his shots. Today's ordeal was no exception. Sure, we entered the Dr's office with a gleeful "fiiisshhh,"(fish tank) then "TEEE" (Christmas Tree), but no sooner had the clothes come off and he was being weighed did he realize what was going on. My happy child proceeded to scream through getting his ears checked, his heart listened to, and then, of course, his shots. At least he won't have to deal with the Flu, the Chicken Pox, and whatever else they pumped into him today.
He weighed in at 28.5 LBS, and was about 33 inches tall. Putting him in the 75th percentile for both. Way to go little champ! You are growing like a weed.
Just 'cause it's Christmas I am posting this picture from last year. I love it so much. You wouldn't believe it, but he was not sleeping here... he was taking a breath in between cries. He was only 3 months old. Love him!