Today was Owen's 12 month doctor's appointment. He fell asleep just as we pulled into the parking lot of the doctor's office, so I knew it was going to be a bit of a struggle. The second we got in the room and the nurse looked at him, he burst into tears - big, wet, crocodile tears. He was good for the doctor though. She was very excited about his progress this last year and thought he was pretty well caught up. He weighed in at 24 pounds on the dot, putting him in the 75th percentile for weight. He is 31.5" tall, putting him in the 95th percentile for height. His head is 18.75," putting him in the 80th percentile. He had to get 4 shots and that made him cry again. :( That's one of the worst parts of going in for his well baby check ups.
Here is a quick photo while I was changing him into his jammies
After his 4 shots, they drew blood to test his hemoglobin. :(
I took this one when we got home and thought it was cute!
I took this picture yesterday when Owen and Liam were wrestling with Terry, Ronda's husband
Ronda invited the Schaeffer girls (the 3 girls she watched before the boys) over to have a birthday party for Owen. They had so much fun!
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