kenny's six month checkup

We took Mr. K to the doctor this evening for his six month checkup, and here's where he stands (or sits, or really lies on his back for the most part):

He's up to 16 lbs, 10 oz & 26.5 inches. This puts him around the 25th percentile for weight, but 50th percentile for height. The doctor said he looks great, so we can stop worrying that he's too skinny. He is pretty long though, so maybe he'll outgrow both of his parents who stand an intimidating 5'6" a piece. Again, the doctor was pleased, so we're happy too.

We also got the green light to start Kenny on some "real food," so Overboard is excited to go shopping tomorrow for peas and other strained and pureed green food stuffs.

Kenny was his usual awesome self at his appointment, giggling and screeching away, and not fussing at all while getting stripped naked, as well as being poked and prodded. He did have a bit of an issue with the three shots he had to endure, but to his credit, after a minute or two of serious wailing, he quieted down. I, of course, attributed this to his future as a "hockey player."

You can hear the announcer now, "Oooooh, Rolnick takes a vicious hit which undoubtedly aggravated his third concussion of the season. Combine that with the stitches he took in the first period, and you know he's hurting. But wait...he's not heading to the locker room...he appears to be heading back onto the ice for his next shift! And you want to know why, ladies and gentlemen? Because he's a hockey player!"

In the interest of full disclosure, I must add that Overboard would be off camera, beating me over the head, and cussing with wild abandon at the players who "dared" to hit her son. And while she's at it, "what's up with this announcer's fakakta logic?"