Four Month Shots

Yesterday Izzie went to the doctor for her four month shots. The poor kid didn't even remember the first time. Sad I know. But first I have to post a couple of pictures.

Here's Izzie playing in her swing. It's amazing to me how the simplest things remain entertaining to her no matter how many times she does them. I often wish I was that easily amused.



Here's Izzie and I on the couch hanging out. I don't know whats wrong with my eye, but if you've been paying attention you will have noticed that Izzie has the same retarded squinty eye problem that I do. Genes are great.


Next we have Izzie wearing a fabulous hat by the great hat maker Mikey T. It's uber cute and Izzie seems to like it. Thanks Mikey T.



OK. Let's get down to the dirty business. Before Izzie had her shots, she went to the park with mom and a friend. It was rather cold and windy, so she was all bundled up in the new outfit that Grannie got her and the cool new hat that Mikey T made her. Is the plug a sweet accessories or what.


Once we got inside and waited the usual eternity to see the doctor, it was time to get weighed and measured.


She weighed in at a hefty 15 pounds 9 ounces. That puts her in the 94th percentile for weight. Luckily she's not too fat because she's also in the 80th percentile for height at 25". The doctor said that she's close to the size of a 6 month old baby which is something that we already knew because of her clothe size.

Here she is talking to us. I think she was trying to explain that she just really enjoys eating and that she was surprised at the 15.56 pounds just as much as we were.


Here we are with the doctor. He's a great doctor. I just wish he was more personable. I guess it's probably a tough thing to do when you see so many people though.




After the doc was done telling us what to expect in the next couple of months (invaluable information to new parents) he bid us farewell. We had a couple of minutes before the doctor came in, so I interviewed Izzie to get a glimpse into how she prepares herself for something as traumatic as having needles jabbed into your legs. Here's the interview:



Then the nurse came in to do the honors. I made a comment when she came in the room that I don't think she thought was funny. I looked at Izzie and said "there's that evil nurse." It was a joke, and I know that Izzie can't comprehend what I'm telling her, so I wasn't worried about falsely convincing Izzie of something. Obviously the nurse didn't think the same way. At least I know next time to keep it strictly business. I guess she has it kind of hard torturing babies all day.

Here's Izzie getting the oral injections.


She fights them, but if she only knew what was next. Poor Lynnell. I can always tell when she is sincerely bummed about something, and she wasn't looking forward to this moment. Last time I took pictures of the event, so this time I decided to take a video. Unfortunately, I'm not going to put it on here. It's too sad. Poor kid. I don't even have anything to say about it.

Here she is moments afterwards with her new Tasmanian Devil band aids.



Now that it's over, things are much better. Izzie's wounds seem to have a little extra swelling this time. I don't know why. Hopefully they go away soon (tomorrow). Next time she gets shots it should only be half as bad because she'll get half as many. As if that matters. The pain is probably still the same.

Sorry Izzie. You'll thank us later for getting your vaccinations done. Love you.