Growing like a weed

I went to see the Dr. today...boy that was fun! I really hate when they put that thing in my ears. I loved the nurse, she weighed and measured me. Its official, I have the Kappenman genes, I grew 3 inches in a month to make me 2 ft. tall! I weigh 12.7 lbs and my head is 39". After the nurse left I was all giggles and coos. But of course the Dr. took too long so by the time she got there I was not a happy camper. She stuck this thing in my mouth called the Rotavirus vaccine - it was so yummy. Only to be followed by two pricks and a whole lot of screaming. Needless to say, I was really happy when that woman left the room. I overheard my mom say I have to go back in two weeks for another shot...not if I have anything to say about it!

A Saturday to Sleep

Today was a very busy day. We left the house at 10:00 am and droped daddy off to help Uncle Scott. Mommy and I went to the mall and then came back to see Uncle Scott and Andrea, mommy and daddy's friend. Uncle Scott plays really loud music, but the lights were cool.

We left before the party got started but I got to go to Babies R' Us. Mommy and daddy were hungry so we went to the Beach for lunch. I went to sleep on the car ride there and did not wake up until I was hungry. Mommy was feeding me and everyone kept saying how cute I was. I just smiled and said "I know." After lunch I went back to sleep and mommy and daddy walked the boardwalk. I don't know what it is about the beach, but the ocean air just puts me to sleep.

It's the end of the World as I know it...

Today mommy told me this was our last day alone together; I cried and cried until she said she was just going back to work. I was still really sad. Mommy explained that daddy was going to stay home with me next week and then Grandma and Grandpa B were going to come for a week. I got very excited after mom said dad was going to be with me again the week after.

Mommy told me I was going to start going to school on October 15th. I hope that doesn't come too soon. I'm enjoying not being on a schedule!

Just the two of us

Mommy woke me up this morning at 4:30 to go for a car ride (just kidding I was awake). Daddy and I took Mommy to a place called an airport. I just went back to sleep in the car but when we stopped Mommy was sitting next to me. She said goodbye but she was to be back tomorrow.


After we got home, Daddy and me went back to sleep. It was just Dad and I all day; we watched football and drank alot of milk - it was great!! Aunt Casey and Uncle Scott had us over for dinner. Bodey, Aunt Casey's Dog, loves me sooo much he just wants to kiss me.

After we got home we watched more football. Daddy put on my Ohio State outfit that Aunt Kate and Uncle Andy got me. I tried to watch the game but Uncle Andy's team forget to show up so I went to sleep.

Sunday brought more football and then in the middle of the Vikings game daddy said we had to pause the game and get mommy. So off to the airport again and we picked up mommy!!

Daddy did great! I can't wait to hang out with him all next week when Mommy goes back to work.

Go Vikings! Lets Win the Game!

So tonight was the season opener for the Vikings against the Cheeseheads. I was finally able to wear my jersey (courtesy of Mike and Amy)! I looked so cute. However, the NFL did not consult me on the kickoff time; it was during my crankiest time of the day. Uncle Toddy would say its because my parents dressed me in purple and made me cheer for the "Vike Queens." I'm looking forward to a Sunday game so I can be more awake. Check out the picture of me and my pops in our matching jerseys. Unfortunately the Vikings lost, but there's always next time.

Once poked, twice shy

Today was my second Dr's visit. Unlike the first one, this visit was horrible. Right when we got inside I lost my binky. Don't ask me how this happened, probably because I pull it out and throw it across the room; regardless, I lost it! So I cried the whole time. First they put this thing around my head and told me my head was 15 centimeters! Then they made me take my clothes and diaper off to be put on this weird contraption they call a scale. I weighed 11 lbs, 6 oz and am in the 95th percentile. Then they pulled out this big black thing, a ruler, and measured me from head to toe - 21 3/4 in. tall - the 75th percentile. So by this point i'm pretty upset and i'm still crying. My mom sticks this sucker in my mouth that had yummy sweet red stuff in it. So i'm sucking away, finally happy for once and then out of no where I feel this awful familiar feeling - a poke. Now for those of you who don't recall let me refresh you - I was poked 15 million times at the hospital because I had jaundice, so I know what a needle feels like. My face turned a bright red purple and I held my breath for 15 seconds hoping the pain would subside, however it did not. I screamed like a baby at the top of my lungs. They then put this gigantic bandaid on, like this is supposed make it better, well it didn't. Needless to say, my mommy picked me up and cuddled me and eventually I quit crying. I was never so happy to go back in my car seat and go home. I slept the day away but now I am partially immune to Hep B. I am dreading my 2 month visit when I have to have 3 shots!!