STILL waiting...

I saw my special butt-butt doctor today. On my chart it says "Failure to Thrive." Huh? Beats me what that means. Mums says it's just another way to see special doctors, but nothing's wrong with me.

It turns out I'm not growing as much as Doctor wants me to. Or I'm not growing like the other kiddies. But has Doctor seen Mums and Pops? They're not the tallest people out there. Booty Doc did some jumbling with numbers to see how tall I "could" be when I'm big boy...

Pops' height + 5
+ Mums' height
divide by 2

= 5 feet 2 inches

Picture it. I'll still be needing a ladder for the high stuff on the shelf...go figure. Oh well.

Anyways, I was suppose to get tested to see if I got Celiac's Disease - a blood test or this thingy where they go up my butt-butt. Nada. Couldn't do the butt test because it turns out I'm still sore down there. If they did the butt test, I would be even MORE ouchy sore. And no blood test until I'm 3. Actually they say not until you're 5, but we'll see.

Eight more months...then we'll see. Until then, I'll be sticking to my good friend Mira.lax.