If you'll notice in this picture I have not one, not two, but three band-aids! You have to wonder why I am crying? My parents and doctor have a really sick idea of what birthdays are. Yesterday, just after my 2nd month birthday, I received FIVE shots! Before they gave me the shots, they told Mommy that I weighed 11 pounds 13 ounces, and I am now 23 inches long. They said that I've been doing a good job at growing and this is how they reward that? No thank you.
Mommy's note: For all of you concerned relatives, Myles only cried for a little bit and then fell asleep. His shots only slowed him down for a minute. He woke up this morning smiling and cooing at me. He doesn't know how to hold a grudge yet! I told Myles that birthdays get better once you hit the year mark....
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