Yes, exactly my thoughts indeed. I do have a sad tale to share. Yesterday, like a good boy I went to visit my friend Dr. Jenkins. So far I really like him, even though he's a Baylor Bear, we're still pretty good friends. He helped me through a terrible bout of constipation, so why wouldn't we be? Anyways, I made a little visit to his office yesterday for what I thought was a quick weigh-in (which by the way was a whopping 11.1 lbs - I'm really getting the hang of this eating thing). BUT, after Dr. Jenkins and I talked he left and another lady came in and gave me my pacifier, fine, great. Then she stuck me 4 TIMES in my leg. OUCH!!! I had to cry of course and basically show everyone I can turn really really red. It only lasted a few minutes, thank goodness for my pacifier and cuddles. I feel better now, but I think I'm going to have to have a talk with my good old friend Dr. J - friends don't fire "shots" on friends, no way Jose! :)
I'm glad they had Crayola band-aids, it really does make a difference.
I got a double whammy, both legs, pulled out from under me in no time.
I was so distraught I had to ride home sans clothes, diaper only.
Thank goodness for my A&M paci. Dr. J thinks this is why I keep waking up a night, but he's crazy!
I'm glad they had Crayola band-aids, it really does make a difference.
I got a double whammy, both legs, pulled out from under me in no time.
I was so distraught I had to ride home sans clothes, diaper only.
Thank goodness for my A&M paci. Dr. J thinks this is why I keep waking up a night, but he's crazy!