Well it'd been over a week since anyone poked or prodded me, and I guess Mom & Dad thought I'd had enough of a break because they carted me off to see the pediatrician this morning. No surprise to Mom who is responsible for manufacturing and distributing my food - I'm up a pound since discharge (8.5 now) and have also added .5 inches in length. That puts me in the 80th and 65th percentiles. The Dr. told
Mom and I on day 1 that it was our job to eat and my job to sleep and poop. I take these responsibilities VERY seriously and am a champ at all three. I need to get big fast so I can help Cole with his responsibilities, which include fighting bad guys, chasing kitties and creating chaos. Don't worry big bro! I'm hurrying!
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