Two months old and I have seen it all.
Well I think I have certainly seen it all at this point. How much more could there be? I have seen a dog, two cats, mom & dad, a number of people who are not mom or dad (very confusing!), and the fantastic talking box of colors and lights that mom and dad keep turning off when I start to stare at it. That seems like plenty.
I think I must have experienced everything by now, getting a cold, sneezing, getting a shot, being born, being too cold or too warm, having a bath, having a diaper changed, crying, laughing, sleeping .. . Could there be anything else?
And then there is visiting the doctor, which I did yesterday. Here are the results:
14 pounds, 8 ounces
24 inches (2 ft exactly!)
15.5 inch head
Which puts me above the 95th percentile for weight by age. But did they have to poke me with a needle? I fail to see how that was necessary.
So there it is, two months old and I have seen it all. Could this be that 100 years that Grandma Pat was talking about?
Whoa – hold on a minute. . . I see something shiny and kind of wobbly! OK, I guess there might be more to see and experience out there after all. I’m going to flail my arms about and see if I can figure out what this new shiny thing is.