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