For Aesop's one month anniversary of popping out into the world, we brought him to the doctor to have a stranger stick things in him and just genuinely upset him for seemingly no reason. We thought he may get a shot or two. Yuula had been there before so she was giving some sweet sisterly moral support.
For some reason, waiting for the doctor is time to get a little freaky.
He did just fine, at 11 pounds and 12 ounces and 23 inches tall, that puts him in the 98th percentile, which means he is large. We thought he may get a shot or two, but apparently he needs to be at least 30 days old and since he was born in February, the month of 28, he is too early. That would've been nice to know beforehand.
But you know who did get a shot....
Punked!
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