The appointment started with the usual rigmarole: height, weight, etc. (She is in the luscious 75% for both and perfectly proportioned.) Then the doctor listened to her heart (the murmur disappeared) and lungs (clear as a bell). She looked in her eyes, nose, and mouth (blue, adorable, and toothless). Then came the question/answer portion of the appointment:
Dr: "How's she sleeping?"
Gas: "Check out my eye-circles."
Dr: "How's she eating?"
Gas: (Pointed to the aforementioned luscious thighs.)
Dr: "Is she talking yet?"
Gas: (puzzled expression) I beg your pardon? She is only 5 months old.
Dr: (sighed patiently) "Yes, I realize that. (makes a note in her chart) I mean is she cooing, laughing, making noise?
Weezy: "Ghhhfs.. Brbrbrbrbr (motor boat noise) Brbrbrbrb... Mamamamama"
Gas: "Umm, yeah."
Weezy: Da!
Dr: I see! She really is a talker; she shouldn't be making consonant noises until 6 months. Wow, she is very advanced!"
Ha! Just Brakes' luck! The Weez inherited my verbosity. Poor guy is not going to be able to get a word in edgewise around here!
The Weez says: "Mada... Brbbrbrbr" Which I am pretty sure means, "Ciao!"
PS: We also had shots today. Baby took it like a trooper and Mom remained breezy and nonchalant the whole time. I am a little smug.
3 comments:
SOOOOOO cute! Love love love the pig tails!!!!
Hated Hated Hated the well visit check ups! I was SOOO anal retentive about getting them almost TO THE DAY...until finally a nurse told me to CHILL THE HELL OUT. So, you're all good.
She is so cute!! I miss having small babies in my house. Enjoy each moment!
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