What's Up, Doc?

Holy crap on a crapstick! Logan has been with us for over 6 months now. That's half of a whole year! And how does the LG, a suave, refined baby-about-town like to celebrate his monthly birthday? Why, a trip to the doctor's office, of course!

Actually, I think it's safe to say that Logan doesn't like to go to the doctor's. Okay, to be perfectly honest, he kinda hates it. It's not that he's anti-health care, oh not at all. He loves the health industry. Some of his favorite grandparents are in it. No, he just doesn't like being examined or getting shots, which is pretty much all that happens at the doctor's these days.

Logan's doing great and he's getting better at the whole ordeal. He got to sit on my lap during the exam, which he liked a lot better than lying on the paper on the table. He didn't even cry when the doctor checked his ears, which has been the cue to start the waterworks in the past. Even months are the tough ones for shots, so he had three to get through. He made it through one without even looking upset. After two he was noticably cranky. Number three sent him over the edge. He calmed down inside of a minute, though, and even managed a smile for the nurse before we left.

The good news is that he's got a reprieve from the monthly visits -- he doesn't have to go back for TWO months. Sweet! I haven't had the heart to tell him that he'll probably get more shots then.

Vital Stats as of August 21st, 2008

Weight: 16lbs, 11oz

Height: 27 inches

Head Circ: 44cm

He's still a little on the tall side and a little under average on weight, same as usual.