Who would poke a baby?

I got all bundled up to go out for a big day. I have my two month check up and a big day shopping with Aunt Kubber and Grandma. Apparently I didn't get the memo about wearing a cream colored coat.

At the doctor's office, Dr McKeon asked mommy if I started cooing and looking at her yet. I decided to prove that I'm an over achiever and looked at Dr McKeon then coo and smile. I shouldn't have been so generous with my smiles, because she sent in a mean old nurse to poke me. First she gave me some yucky tasting stuff to eat. I tried to spit it out. When she poked me the first time, I thought my eyes were going to pop out of my head. What a shock! I started to scream and she gave me two more pokes in my other leg. She put on 3 bright yellow band-aids, to help me look pitiful. Later I had to take some Tylenol to help my legs feel better.

After a long day shopping, Mommy gave me a warm bath to help me relax. I didn't realize she was really giving me the bath, to soften up the band-aids. Then she ripped all three band-aids off. I had a rough day!