Drs and shots and things.

Hello my peoples.

Welp the nurse was kind of mean... but she did say I was cute. She even said she thought I would be even cuter with glasses on..... So even after she gave me three shots in my leg I thought I should let her know that I still really appreciated the fans so I gave her a brief smile.... I mean brief. Like its not ok that you gave me three shots in my leg but you have curly hair and smell nice so I think I'll still smile at you kinda brief. I think shes going to dream about me tonight... I mean who wouldn't.... ahhhh the celebrity lifestyle... never gets old.

On to bigger things.... not me. I'm still shrimpy, 10th percentile for weight (15 pounds... come on what does a guy have to weigh to get to the 20th percentile... Gosh!) and head... less than third for height (24 and half inches...darnit I worked hard on that half an inch). But M&D say that its ok and that I'm really a healthy little guy. I like being small, I can still sit in my punkin carseat, I still really like most of my 3 month old clothes so why outgrow them right? I'm just thinking of the moms and pops.... saving them money on the size 3 diapers.

The other big news at the dr's office was this thing called swine flu. Momma says it comes from pigs. I like pigs in general. Never really seen a real one. My speak and say has a pig on it. It says oink. I have a few books with them in em. Pink and curly tailed.... who doesn't like a good pig?

.........Time out......... gave momma a present in my diaper...... think squash and avacados..... its an artform peoples....... I can't teach this stuff............

Where was I... oh yeah... pig flu. I like pigs. Momma says people don't like the flu. Apparently Daddy didn't think my one shot idea would catch on because there is big talk about a new shot for piggy flu.... Whaddoya peoples think?? Should I let the mean nurse give me a shot so I don't start oinking? I dunnno. My momma seems a little "concerned" I don't know what that means but her eyebrows come together and she talks in a whiney voice about this thing called research when she talks about it. Guess I'll have to be extra smiley today to get her mind off of it.... sounds confusing.

Also and more importantly. I learned to sit up on my very own yesterday. Sat with momma and played with the see-n-say or my "boombox" as I prefer to call it for a good fifteen minutes without losing my balance. Baa Baa blacksheep now thats my jam.

I'm starting to think this whole hour and half that I've been awake this morning is getting to me...I might need a nap. Gotta get my beauty rest you know... the thirteen hours of sleep I got last night is just not enough...

But I won't disappoint. Some photos for the fans:

"now peas and squash... that would have been a great one!!! What was I thinking... tommorrow.... there's always tommorrow."

Restrain yourselves from kissing the screen.