No sooner than the nurse called us back, Eleanor lost her sh*t. No more happy, sassy, toy licking toddler. Nope. Freaking out, screaming, "OWIE!" toddler arrived in full force. She cried through being measured and weighed and when the nurse left she started slapping her thigh and saying, "owie!" repeatedly. Y'all, she can't possibly have memories of previous vaccinations, could she? It's been months since her last shot. She was insistent, though, and was not about to be comforted by me. So I took a picture. Poor, ornery, unhappy Eleanor.
She weighs 23.7 pounds (50th percentile) and is 31 inches tall (10th percentile). That keeps her exactly on the same curve of the growth chart that she's been on and is perfectly healthy. "I'm leaving. I'm not staying here. You can't stop me. (screams) Also, could you open this door for me? The handle seems to be a bit high."