fifteen months

I took Cate to the doctor for her fifteen month check-up yesterday.

She weighs a whopping 21 pounds 11.2 ounces. Maybe a little less.
She was wearing a diaper on her bum and a little bow in her hair.

It's a good thing I was looking at the scale while she was sitting on it.
The nurse wrote down 21" as her weight.

I figured I better take a few pictures after her nice long nap.
It's not every day that she wakes up happy and cooperative.

While I was clicking away, Danny was busy "helping" me.
He "cleaned" the window with baby lotion.
How thoughtful.

Then he learned the right way to clean a window.
No lotion involved this time.

Cate got four shots yesterday. It wasn't a pretty sight.
She cried as soon as the doctor came in.
I almost cried when the syringe for shot number three exploded upon entry into her little thigh.
I got a nice little squirt of something all over the left side of my face.
Hepatitis A?
the Flu?
Diphtheria, Tetanus, Pertussis?

I didn't ask.
The nurse said they don't re-dose because there's no way to know how much actually went in.
She said, "She should be ok though. That's why they have boosters."
Lovely.

Cate worked on peeling off those little Snoopy band aids the rest of the day.

When I was looking for her immunization card before the appointment,
I came across her little pink hospital band that was around her ankle when she was born.
It's tiny.
I tried it on just for kicks.
It fit around my thumb.
It's nice to see the chubby little thighs she's got now.

As I was busy taking way too many pictures of Cate (and obviously oblivious to what was going on in the room), Kris came in, climbed on the changing table and helped Danny "clean" the window again. This time they used Cate's bum cream.

Someone should really keep an eye on those two.

Speaking of eyes...

hers are definitely green now.
Hooray!