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I almost forgot to post KC's doctor visit amidst this busy week. It started off with an early nap in the car where I had to wake him in order to come in and wait an hour for the very behind schedule doctor. KC was very happy to take notes on the info sheet clipboard and pretend he was the doctor. He finally got called back and he introduced himself to the nurse as "Doctor Keaton!" They weighed and measured him on the big boy scale, which is something that always makes me realize how big he really is now. His stats: Head 50.5, Weight 27, Height 34.5. He's solidly right on his growth curve around the 50-60 percentile BMI but that narrow head is at the 99th percentile. It honestly seems tiny compared to Aiden's off the charts head, but the shape must be deceiving or we are desensitized to giant cute baby heads. He loved using his stethoscope on the doctor and the walls and chairs. He lounged back with his hands behind his head like a lounge lizard on the exam table. He answered the doctor's questions and she said she could understand most of what he said. He didn't have any shots (thank goodness because he was sick earlier that morning and those mystery bugs are something we are trying to figure out), but he had the worst blood draw. Two pricks because they missed the first time! Ug, when they unwrapped the second needle he screamed, "no tanks youuu!". So sad and cute at the same time. It was over and we were on our way. And all those labs were clear... A happy, healthy two year old Dr. Keaton.