Malone had kind of a hard day on Monday. First, she didn't sleep so well the night before because there were heavy thunderstorms, sirens going off due to the very close proximity of a tornado and then the tv on for a few hours (I was a bit freaked out and had to track the storm at 3am). We were hoping that Monday would be a great day, Malone's 2 month doctor's check-up.
The good news is that she has gained 3 lbs and 2 inches, just perfect. She is in the 50th percentile for her weight and head size and in the 75th percentile for her height. The doctor said that he liked her curves....ha ha...growth curves, that is. So yay, for Malone growing!!!
Not so yay for what had to happen next, her first immunizations. Missy was already getting hungry and tired, so she didn't need a reason to be cranky. Four needles shoved into her little thighs, one drink of some sort of gross immunization, blood on her clothes and lots of pitiful goat screaming later and she had had enough! But now she is protected from all kinds of gross bacteria and diseases, so it is kind of worth it.....I think.
Picture 1: Look at her little legs. Note the blood on the bottom of her little onesy. Ouch :(
Picture 2: Here's the other little leg
Picture 3: Her sleepy, groggy, scared face all day Monday
In other news, I think Malone is having a style identity crises. I don't think she can decide whether to be a ghetto gangster or a punk rock star. My vote is for the punk rock star.
Picture 4: Her ghetto gangster self relaxing while waiting for her homeboys to bring her some food.
Picture 5: Her punk rock self practicing singing into her...ehm...microphone...
Isn't she getting beautiful? Just too cute!
Picture 6 & 7: Just hanging out while mom folds the laundry. I think the camera kind of scares her...she always looks terrified.