The doctor's visit wasn't too bad. Dr. Daniels was nice enough to warm up her stethoscope. I got three shots, but I only cried for a few seconds. Dad was distracting me with a great game of peekaboo. For those of you who are interested in the vitals.... I weight 19 pounds 6 ounces (80th percentile). I am 26 inches long (35th percentile). And (drum roll, please) my head circumference is off the chart. The doctor actually wants me to come back in in six weeks to measure it again to make sure it's just huge in a healthy way. I'm also supposed to get my eyes checked again, as she was a little bit concerned that my left eye might be a bit on the lazy side. Otherwise, everything was great.

After Dad got home from work, Mom made me a little birthday cake and put a half candle it so we could celebrate my first half birthday! Mom and Dad sang, and Dad helped me take care of the logistics (i.e. blowing out the candle and eating the cake). After the celebration, we went across the street for the neighborhood party. It didn't start until almost my bedtime, so I didn't last for very long, but I liked it that so many of the neighbors felt the need to tell me how cute I was. They particularly liked my red plaid shirt. I always get compliments on that.