Merrick had his 9-month check up today. I can't believe it! The receptionist needed to give me some paperwork and asked how old he was and I told her he was 8 months. Then I realized, nope, he's 9 today. Where did the last 9 months go? I have no idea. It's all a blur. Well, back to the Dr. Grady has been worried since last night that Merrick would have to get a shot. He was even crying this morning before we had to leave saying, "I'm not going! I don't want Merrick to get a shot!" He is so protective of his siblings. It's very funny and very sweet! I prepared him for the appt. and said I didn't know if there would be a shot or not, and that if there was he would not throw a fit or bother the Dr. or nurse while it was happening. He was sure to ask everyone in the office if Merrick was getting a shot, and luckily he didn't have to. Whew! He did have to get a finger stick, though. Grady was pretty leary of that, but Merrick didn't even flinch, so everything was great. The test he had was to check for an iron deficiency but, probably thanks to the liver Bryan fed him the other day, he was just fine!