Flashback to the 90's.
We didn't get any pictures with the hoodie and the winter hat, but you get the drift. Jackson is supa fly. I think he may have been trying to sing Smells Like Teen Spirit.
Jackson finnally had his 12 month doctors appointment this week.
He is 23lbs (he's gained just over15 pounds in a year), 29.5 inches (hes grown about 9 inches), and pretty darn perfect. He has 10 teeth, 4 on top and 6 on the bottom (including 2 molars, which are the meanest thing ever to do to a baby!)
He cried for a brief second as he got his needles, and that was it. The nurse said she wished every baby was like him. He had no apparent pain or fever after his needles, and slept great.
Now, we have the 15 and 18 month appointment, then, no needles for a long time! Yay! I hate seeing my little man hurt, if even for a second.
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