We took you to the doctor last week and they gave you four more shots. These are your 12 months shots, but somewhere we got off a month so you got to wait until you were 13 months to get them. You were right at 25 pounds, 32 inches tall and your head was 18 1/2 inches around. I gotta go back and look, but I was thinking your head was always 18 1/2 inches around. You were so good. The nurses commented that most babies are already crying when you go to hold them down for the shots, but you didn't make a sound until after the torture started. It was over fast and we held you until your stopped crying. As we were leaving you saw the nurses that had given you the shots and with a sad little face you lifted your hand to wave goodbye to them. I whispered in your ear that it was okay to be a little rude. You've been walking some....only a little. You are so very cautious in everything you do. I can only imagine you get that from me because Mama is nothing like that. You CAN walk...you just don't see a need for all that risk just yet. I know when you're ready you will do it and you will be good at it. When I picked you up from school yesterday we looked at your art on the wall and talked about the sounds that the animals make. I ask you if you wanted to hold my hand and walk to the car then I put you on the ground. You always make sure you have a firm grasp on my fingers and then you TOOK OFF. Your head was held high, you were so proud with a big grin on your face. My beautiful girl. I said "You go Goose!!! You get this down and those feet will take you anywhere you wanna go!" ("and then you bring you back to me", I thought).
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