So sad. And so big.

This past Sunday Deacon turned 2 months old. And with that comes the dreaded  2 month check up and shots. 

{After taking Immunology last year in school Jason and I decided not to forgo getting his immunizations.} 

He handled the first shot pretty well, just let out a little cry then calmed down, it was the next 2 that were doosies. He cried. Not for very long due to rocking & bouncing him followed by putting him in his car seat and rocking him some more which put him right to sleep. 

Poor little guy.

 

As far as his stats goes:

he weighed in at 12 lbs, 14 oz. and he is 23 1/2 inches long.  

(They didn't give us the percentiles, but he is quite long)

These past few weeks he has grown so much. He's smiling more. Not just gassy smiles, real ones. He's more alert. More active, kicking his legs and moving his arms until you feel like they could fall off. And 'talking'--well, cooing.  And when he does, it just makes our hearts melt, its the best part of the day! 

 

 We love when he's awake and 'playing' with us, but we also just love it when he falls asleep on us.