Claire had a great appointment with the pediatrician. She is (surprise) giant still. Weighs 24 pounds, 13 ounces and is 29 inches tall. Both above the 95th percentile. Big head...can never remember head measurements, but it's above the 90th. She's doing great and having no problems. We're giving her enough formula, and she is allowed to eat most anything now, except eggs, peanut products, and berries. For the record, she likes - really likes - spaghetti with sauce and grilled cheese.
And now, I shall share with you a song that has been torturing my soul for days now:
Wags the dog
He likes to tango
Wags the dog
He calls it Rango
Wags the dog
It rhymes with mango
We are having a renewed interest in The Wiggles at my house. Want to come over?
2 comments:
You crack me up, Mel! :)
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K is getting into the Wiggles, he loves wags! I've missed those 4 dudes!
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