After nap, it was off to the one year check up. He is doing quite well. He weighs 24lbs 6 ozs and is 32 inches tall. That's up 3 inches from his nine month appointment. Other than that, the doc was pretty uneventful. She made the mistake of leaving the door open as she ran out to get the shots ready. Trent screamed,"OUT!" and took off into the waiting room. He is still battling thrush. This time in his diaper area. More Nystatin and positive thinking should clear it up, I hope. After the doctor, we met Scott for lunch at Panera Bread. It made me think of Back To School Night trips with Liz. Trent was a good boy even though he felt so bad from the shots. Things are chuggin along nicely here at the McNeely household. I love my son. I love being home with him.
