Brooklyn: Bryson, if you're really good at the doctor today, we get to go to QuikTrip! He just has to check to see if you're sick or something. And you need to be happy. I went to the doctor last night and I was happy.
Me: Really, you went last night?
Brooklyn: Not last night. Tomorrow. I went to the doctor tomorrow and I was happy. So Bryson, you be happy and so we can go to QuikTrip, okay?
Bryson: NO.
Big boy stats
Weight: 90th percentile
Height: 100+ percentile
Head: 85th percentile
Favorite Food: Bananas, waffles, blue berry muffins, oranges...vitamins (does that count as food?!)
Despised Food: Chocolate
Favorite Drink: Strawberry milk
Despised Drink: Chocolate milk
Favorite Phrase: 'Where'd me go?' (Peek-a-boo) 'Got snacks, Mom?'
Disposition: Momma's boy...clung to me the entire 2 yr check-up! My precious, sweet-hearted, timid boy. Happy 2nd birthday. Not sure how much longer these arms can hold you...but I'll keep tryin til they fall off...or you're too embarrassed to jump in my arms, whichever comes first!
TWO YEARS OLD...
Wow, that was fast! |
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