I'm NINE months old! Well, I was a few days ago. We're just a little behind here these days. Momma took me to the doctor on Wednesday for my check-up. Thankfully I didn't have to have any shots like that crazy sister of mine. It was a pretty low-key check-up. I weigh "about" 20 pounds. They couldn't get a truly accurate weight because I wouldn't hold still and kept shaking the scale. I'm also 28" tall. Dr. D. said I'm doing great and that I can start eating mushy, solid food. So, on Thursday, Momma and Addie went to the fair and brought home roast beef sandwiches for dinner. Daddy shredded up a slice of beef for me. And I inhaled it. And I ate three more and half a slice of cheese. The heck with this baby food!
