The bug’s 9 month well visit was yesterday. My little guy is 19 pounds. 19!!!
I know that’s pretty little as far as the norm goes (he’s 25th percentile) but to me that’s SOOOO big.
He did really well and only cried a little when he got his flu shot (albeit with HUGE crocodile tears that broke my heart just a little bit.)
He is crawling all over the place and wants to stand on his own so badly. He gets into the Downward Facing Dog position and then doesn’t know what to do. 🙂
Here are a few pics of him at the doc’s. Doesn’t the first one look like he’s saying “How did you rope me into coming here?”