'Sup Doc?

Went back to the doctor for my 18-month check-up yesterday, and guess what...

I am FINALLY proportional!!!

That's right... 26.4 lbs and 32.87 inches tall. That's 73% and 76%. No more bowling ball Claire. In fact, if you noticed, for the first time my height percentile is higher than my weight. This girl is stretching out.

Then, of course, there was the bad news. A shot. But even that wasn't so bad. It was just one, and the doctor said it was my last one. Sweet. This time I could talk much better too, so I could keep reminding Daddy that the shot gave me an owie by saying "owie" and pointing to my leg. Not that I am trying to make him feel guilty or anything... just making sure he remembers what shots do.

The cool part of the visit was that it was at the same hospital Mommy works at, so she came to the appointment too.

I bet Mommy doesn't give shots when she helps people at the hospital. Daddy says she does something called surgery. Now, I don't know what that is, but it can't be as bad as shots. I mean, they stick that shot right in your leg!!!