We have one big baby. An 18lb, 8oz baby to be exact. Now I know why my back hurts so much from carrying him around!
We had a doctors appt this morning and Big Mac (as he shall now be called) had his usual round of shots. He was a smiley, happy guy until the needles appeared and then we had a screeching baby on our hands. Not that I blame him, I hated shots at the doctor, too. For years and years I would dread the doctor and never want to get my shots.
Back home now and he's happy as can be in his Jumparoo. We have three whole months until the next round when he will be nine months old and likely hovering in the mid-20lbs range....!