Who cares if I'm 18 months and still can't walk alone. At least I'm not wearing a dress at the park.
She grew THREE INCHES since her 15 month appointment. She's now 34 1/4 inches (98%) and 27 pounds (85%).
And then she got four shots, and as a reward we went to see Mimi, who bought her cookies at Starbucks and let her take home three new bracelets (one for every inch grown?).
Cookies, Mimi AND I didn't have to put my shoes back on? Let's get shots every day.
Although she cried, it's incredibly less traumatic now than it was a year ago. And now she doesn't need any more shots (minus more flu, I guess) until Kindergarten. When's that, 20 years from now?
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