I'm happy. I'm healthy. Then, all of sudden, this lady stabs me. Mom and Dad did nothing to save me. Actually, Mom helped them. She held my arms down. Dad stood off in the corner. He was unhelpful, as always.
Yet, I forgive them both. The shots were not too bad. I ended up dozing off to sleep in the car on the way home. Then I got to sleep on Mom for awhile.
For those keeping track at home, I weigh 13 lbs. 3 oz. I'm 24 inches long. The nurse said I had a head size the put me in the 93rd percentile--must be a Bakken noggin.
Back to sleep for me.
