Shot-y Son-day

Wow, I miss a couple weeks. Sorry about that.

Today Jojo went to the doctor. He is doing well. Getting bigger (fatter) and longer. The ladies at the doctors office really seem to like him and get all excited when he comes. They pick him up and pass him around and everyone has a good time. Our doctor is really great and we like working with her. So, it's a good relationship.

But, today, we got shots. 4 shots.

"Excuse me, what?"

Of course, he cried and we had to keep him still, which meant holding him down a little. But, the nurse said it wasn't so bad. He didn't turn purple or anything, just cried.

We got a weight on him too. Little fatty is 15 pounds, 12 ounces. He will probably start some solid food soon.

"Twinkies?!"

No, just rice cereal. Twinkies are for daddy. mmmmm Twinkies.

Jojo loves to sit up and look around. He is a curious little guy. So, after the doctor, we went to target to get him a bumbo chair.

"Holy Crap! This is Awesome!"

He seemed to love it almost instantly and I fear will be in this thing until he can sit up on his own. Which I swear will be like next month or something.