Stats! Who doesn't love stats?
I know my job... my job is to report the vital statistics that people cling to. Twelve-month appointments are fun, when you don't have to do vaccinations! Turns out that, if we want to join the cattle-call and get the H1N1 vaccination next Wednesday (but no guarantees... how effed up is that?), then we didn't have to get any pokes today. Because we will postpone them until the day we get the Swiney-Swine-Flu shot. Hmmm, that will be a fun day.Anyhoo, drumroll please:
Weight: 26 lbs 6 oz (89th percentile... we're outta the nineties, folks!)
Height: 31 3/4 inches (95th percentile)
Head: 49 cm (97th percentile... once again, a HUGE noggin)
Okay, job well done. He was super in love with Dr. Ram once again... all that guy has to do is a couple of his silly noises and Ruary smiles his big ol' orange slice smile. He also charmed all of the office ladies, since they were running a little late. After we weighed and measured him, he ran around in nothing but his socks and a diaper, checking on the different rooms and saying hello to the nurses. Yay, the doctor's office is fun! Let's hope it stays that way.
posted by K Schimmy at 7:17 PM
4 Comments:
Go Ruru!
I can hardly wait for the appts. when the baby doesn't get poked.
9:03 PM
Yay for big boys! We're still solidly in the 90s, percentile wise, so we've started calling Charles "Our Litte Nose Tackle." Is he walking well yet?
9:44 AM
Ruary is walking up a storm, even almost running. And I think he JUST mastered the whole this-thing-is-in-my-way-so-I-must-walk-OVER-it technique.
7:21 PM
Oh, yeah, that technique is awesome... leads to some bruises, for sure. Lately, Charles has just been pushing things out of the way, which frustrates him if they won't move - you know, like, THE TABLE. Kid is ambitious.
7:34 PM
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