6 month check up

On Monday daddy was the lucky one to take Evan to his well baby check up. He experienced first hand the emotional trauma of taking your cute smiling baby to the man that is going to stick him with a big needle. The eyes looking at you with a plea for help as the screaming begins. Knowing that what you are doing is the best thing for your infant. Thank goodness they will never remember. But we as parents will never forget. Yes, sometimes love hurts. Evan is doing very well and is filling out nicely. He no longer has the chicken legs that he once did when we brought him home from the hospital. He has exchanged them for the ham hocks he now has. He is a nice 16 pounds and 24 3/4 inches long with a head circumference of 16 1/2. For some reason John can always remember that one. Evan has been given the green light on trying some vegetables. Mashed peas and greenbeans YUM !! I am sure he can't wait. That means he will be taking in less moo juice and I will be winding down a little and only have 6 months left to keep the factory going. One would think the thought of not having a baby attached to your boobies for what seems like 24/7 would make me happy, but it just brings tears to my eyes. But I have another six months to prepare myself.