The Third Week

Who likes going to the doctor's office?!? Not me. My week started off with a trip to the doctor for a 2 week check-up, my Papaw tagged along with us. I know, what a way to start a week, huh? We had to wait what seemed like forever to see the doctor and by the time we got in to see him I was practically eating my arm...no, literally I was. My parents received some incredible news - I now weighed 7 lbs 5 oz. I am groooowing!!! My parents were thrilled to say the least. And, the doctor's told Mommy "not to change a thing"...everyone left there thrilled. My Papaw stayed to the end of the week; he was such a great help for my parents and I loved spending time with him. He told me it is only a matter of time before he takes me in the woods for my first hunting trip! Oh and a highlight of the beginning of the week was that Uncle Forrest came in for a day; I love my Uncle!! He thinks I am fragile, but I told him that this time I am growing, so he doesn't have to be on edge about picking me up. He told me that it is only a matter of time before he starts giving me advice on the ladies. My parents got to witness my first laugh! I miss him and my Papaw so much.

My Nana and Papa came to visit me. It was so nice seeing them again. They relieved my parents for a couple of hours so they could run some much needed errands. My Nana fed me while they were away; I ate so much that she had to dig in the freezer for more of Mommy's milk. I tried to warn her that I was a big eater...remember, I am a growing boy. Nana and Papa brought my parents "Moe's" (Welcome to Moe's...). If you haven't been there, well, it is this incredible burrito place here in Blacksburg. It was definitely a treat - thanks! I promised Nana and Papa that I would venture out on a road trip to Ohio very soon. I miss them already...

The week ended with Mommy having me all to herself during the day when Daddy was working. For the most part I was on my best behavior, but I will confess that I did have one bad day where I wanted to be held the entire day and I was quite fussy. Mommy begged me to just take a quick nap, so that she could sleep - yeah, no such luck. I had bad gas, what can I say. Mommy quickly forgave me and Daddy...well, he just blamed the gas on "being a Holt". A highlight of the week was going out for a walk with my parents and Piper. I love my Piper dog. Enjoy the pictures of my third week, can you believe I am almost a month old?!? My parents can't.