Mary Michael's 6 month check-up

I know the suspense has been killing you all...I weighed in at a healthy 22.2 pounds yesterday at the doctor. Mom and Dad think the scale is wrong, but I do not! I have been growing a lot lately and am starting to thin out. I was 27 1/2 inches long...so there!

Lets discuss my doctor visit yesterday...I am sitting there with my Mom and Dad and this guy comes in. He looks vaguely familiar and I think...I know this guy...but from where. Then it hits me...whenever I see this guy, I get shots. I must scream the minute he touches me. I will not be poked and prodded yet again. I scream and when I say I screamed, I mean it. He is relentless. My screams do not deter him...I am frustrated at his sheer will to give me a shot. I relent and sit back and take a bottle and a nap. Screaming at the top of my lungs is very hard on a girl. I am asleep in my Dad's arms and begin to drift off into a lazy slumber...when WHAM, this lady, out of no where, sticks me. Now I am pissed. She proceeds to stick 3 more times and I have had enough! What gives?! I am sleeping, not bothering anyone and this is how they treat me...Heads will roll, Gifts will be bought because I will remember and when I am 16 I will tell my Dad...Remember when I was little and I was asleep and you let that nurse give me 4 shots...and the next day a new car will be in my driveway. Mommy and Daddy also got the flu shot. I got one of those too...I apparently have to go back in a month and have another flu shot thingie...I might get a convertible after all!!!!

I also need to discuss this Santa person. I am having a photo session with him next Tuesday. I usually don't work with people I don't know, but this guy is a big deal, so I though I would try it out. My Mom is convinced that I am not going to care for this guy and is making my Dad rent a Santa costume to wear around the house a couple of days before the photo session. I think this is going to be the funniest thing I have ever seen. My Dad, dressed in a Santa suit, watching football on Saturday. I am laughing out loud as I type this...I am not sure what my Mom has in mind, but I think Dad should wear it all day Saturday-Mon. I think he should cut the grass, cook, watch football with his buddies...all in his Santa Costume. I CANNOT wait...this story is going to kill when I go to school in like, 2 years. I of course will send a picture of me and this guy and I will update you as to my thoughts about his professionalism during our shoot.

Sunday was an interesting Day for us...Mom, Dad, Chloe and I went for a walk. It was nice...I like for the neighbors to look at me...remember I love an audience. Chloe is on her leash when this other female dog comes out of nowhere and tries to beat up my dog. I was scared...Chloe has never been in a fight. My Dad gets the other dog off of Chloe and we finish our walk. Chloe had to go to the vet on Monday though and have a nail taken off of her paw...Everyone in this family got a shot of some kind yesterday. We were all looking a worn out yesterday. Chloe is fine though. She has a bandage on her foot that has to stay on there for 5 days and my Grammie Johnson is taking care of us both today.

I hope everyone has a good week...Love, MM

Daily thoughts with Mary Michael

Good afternoon and I hope everyone is well. Me, I am doing great...just relaxing and taking it easy. I watched the ball game this Saturday with my Dad and Uncle Jud, although I slept through most of it...boring game! It was not a pretty win, but a win nonetheless...Roll Tide!!

My Mommy has been working her behind off lately. She was on call last week and apparently had several emergencies that had to be addressed immediately. My Mom is a very important lady...I have missed her and was glad when she got home today at noon to play with me.

I tried pears on Saturday and did not care for them and made an irritated face. Fruit, so far, is the only thing I am not devouring. I am thinking I will like apple sauce and we may try that later in the week...I will let you know later if I approve or not.

Can we talk about tongues! I recently discovered mine and find it fascinating. I like to stick it out when I am jumping or when I am concentrating very hard. My Mom and Dad say I look like Michael Jordan...whatever. My Dad picked me up last night while they were trying to put me to sleep and when he did...I just smiled and stuck my tongue out at him. I wanted him to know that I was in charge and that I would let him know when I was ready for bed. It apparently worked because he started laughing...These two are amazed at anything I do. All I have to do is stick my tongue out and they start laughing...suckers. I have them wrapped around my fingers!!!

Mommy tried to buy me shoes today. I told her to wait until I could go with her and try them on, so we might go later...I don't know why I need shoes...my feet are fine just they way they are and besides I like to eat my feet occasionally.

I forgot to tell you all that I went to the park yesterday. All the other kids loved me and some where mesmerized by my beauty and size...HAHA! Anyway I got in the swing and Mommy and Daddy pushed me. They were a little apprehensive, so they didn't push me too far, but I enjoyed it. We also walked around the park with my friend Cash. Cash is in love with me! I don't pay attention to him...he tried to eat me feet yesterday...what a player!!!

I go to the doctor on October 13...I will update with weight and measurements...Love MM