so today should have been my four month birthday. did i get a cake and candles? no. did we have a party? no. and why not? because february only has 28 days. that's not fair. why can't january and march both have 30 days and give february the extra two? that way i could have had my birthday cake and a party, instead of which mom took me to IKEA and the doctor.
the doctor started off OK. she said "wow, those six months have gone quickly". mom gently corrected her that actually i was only four months old, or at least i would have been if it wasn't for the february thing. she didn't have to explain the whole missing the party thing to the doctor though, so maybe it's just one of the unfair things in life that grownups have come to accept?
we did the weigh-in: i'm 8kg (17lbs 12) and 27 inches tall (69cm). that would explain why some of my clothes are supposed to be for a one year old. my head is now a massive 48.5cm around, catching up with dad fast who's 58cm.
i was kind of wondering why dad had come to the doctor too. it turns out mom didn't want to have to hold me down this time while i had my vaccinations. wise woman, my mom.
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