Lindsay went and got another four shots in her legs today. I made Barney go with us for moral support, and so that he could hold her while she screamed her poor head off, and give me an emotional break for once. 
The munchkin now weighs 18 pounds, is 27 inches long, and in the 110% for her age! What a whopper! We will only be able to use her little car seat for another week, and then it’s time for the big girl seat, which we can’t take out and carry her around in. 
Ah, those easy days are gone. She’s now also getting so close to rolling over that I can’t leave her alone in high precarious places anymore, because she certainly doesn’t just lay there these days! She’s turned into a real wiggler. The days of having to chase her around non-stop are fast approaching I’m afraid.
Ha ha ha! When you said “high precarious places” all I saw was you setting her on top of a cliff somewhere. I know all you meant was couches and changing tables, but it sure brought a smile to my face! Look out, she’ll be jumping off of those before you know it!