Monday, January 19, 2009

Andrew put me in time-out today :( he was in the bath, and accidentally dropped one of his numbers on the floor, so i picked it up and tossed it back in the tub.

NO NO! BAH! TAHM-OWT!

It was so hard not to laugh in his face. Is there excessive use of the time-out in this house??


His 2 yr well baby was on Friday. Weighing him was the biggest torture ever. We ended up having to weigh me with him, then me alone, which let me tell you, is always a big self esteem booster. He weighed 27 lbs. Since he was already clinging and having a fit we tossed him on the baby tape measure and read the number as fast as possible. It was 0.5" shorter than last time, so who really knows, but he's still over 36" and giganticly tall, but string beany skinny. I did this lovely, and surely accurate, height predictor on babycenter last week, and it claims he will be 6'4" tall. Marist College, here we come!!
Then they pricked his finger. Such mean people. Then the nurse practitioner came in, and he is so in love with her, he was babbling on about cars outside in two seconds.
Declared in perfect health.

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