Week 18

September 24, 2002

Whew, survived another visit to Dr. Z's. He gave me three shots and weighed me. Then I went to sleep on the living room floor with Blue Bear. (I'm 18 pounds, which is about what a six-month-old should weigh. And I'm 28 inches tall, or about as much as the average nine-month-old. Let me put it this way: I'm not going to have a problem with bullies at school!)

September 22, 2002

Hallo, Oma and Opa Elliott. My grandparents came all the way from Austria to see me. OK, well, maybe they were here for Aunt Aimee's wedding, too. Oma made me laugh a lot.

September 21, 2002

My first wedding. Aunt Aimee got hitched today. It was the first wedding I was ever invited to. Hey, that dress feels really silky ... mind if I grab it. Oh well, guess not. As you can probably guess, Aunt Aimee didn't hold me very long, but she gave me a hug after it was all over. I live for hugs.

September 20, 2002

What, no game? Look I don't really see the point of taking a picture of me in front of Wrigley Field if you're not gonna take me to a baseball game. Seriously. I could be napping instead of posing.

September 19, 2002

Impressions of Chicago. My whirlwind tour of the Windy City took me to the Art Institute of Chicago, where we spent most of our time looking at paintings. Hey, Pops, can we take this one home?

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		Week 18 September 24, 2002 Whew, survived another visit to Dr. Z's. He gave me three shots and weighed me. Then I went to sleep on the living room floor with Blue Bear. (I'm 18 pounds, which is about what a six-month-old should weigh. And I'm 28 inches tall, or about as much as the average nine-month-old. Let me put it this way: I'm not going to have a problem with bullies at school!) September 22, 2002 Hallo, Oma and Opa Elliott. My grandparents came all the way from Austria to see me. OK, well, maybe they were here for Aunt Aimee's wedding, too. Oma made me laugh a lot. September 21, 2002 My first wedding. Aunt Aimee got hitched today. It was the first wedding I was ever invited to. Hey, that dress feels really silky ... mind if I grab it. Oh well, guess not. As you can probably guess, Aunt Aimee didn't hold me very long, but she gave me a hug after it was all over. I live for hugs. September 20, 2002 What, no game? Look I don't really see the point of taking a picture of me in front of Wrigley Field if you're not gonna take me to a baseball game. Seriously. I could be napping instead of posing. September 19, 2002 Impressions of Chicago. My whirlwind tour of the Windy City took me to the Art Institute of Chicago, where we spent most of our time looking at paintings. Hey, Pops, can we take this one home? <<-- Next Week. -->> Last Week. • Most Recent Week.