Noah looked like such a big boy while waiting at the doctor's office with all the other toddlers and babies. Over the last 3 or 4 months, his speech has completely exploded! He's talking in sentences that we can often understand, and says, "I love you", so sweetly! It's amazing the things that have started coming out of his mouth. He was sure to let the nurse know that, "That hurt me", after he got his shots! I figured the appointment would go smoother than the last, but as soon as we got back to the room, he was terrified and began screaming. Maybe the three-year apt. will be easier?
Noah weighed in at 29 pounds (first time on the "big boy scale"), which is in the 45% (who really cares about those percents though, I don't think they mean anything). He's exactly 3 ft. tall, which is the 55%. He was so miserable by this point, that they didn't measure his head. Dr. B said that he's right on track! Finished the joyful visit with his second Hep. A vaccine and a seasonal flu shot! I took a photo on my new iPhone that shows just how pathetic he looked, but I haven't figured out how to put those on my computer yet!
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