Dylan had what should be his last synagis shot for this year. Well, this winter season, at any rate. He may get them next winter which would technically be part of this year. He's growing nicely. I believe he was still under 17 pounds a month ago. Today he weighed in at about 18 pounds, 7 ounces. As per usual, he was all smiles until it came time for the shot. Although I think he's getting to know that it's the nurse who gives him the shot. He didn't smile at her quite as much as he usually does.
Afterward, I stopped by my mom's house to help her move some furniture so they can remove old wallpaper in some rooms. My aunt, Evelyn, was there to help as well. She took Dylan when I got there. He was okay, but really didn't want her and wasn't going to smile much. He wanted to go back to me and she decided to tease him by turning him quickly and saying, "No, you don't want her!" He didn't think it was funny. At all. Started to cry. It was funny.
Before heading home, we all went to grab a bite to eat. There we ran into a good friend of mine, Lisa. She had stopped there to get some lunch with her son, Jack, after taking him for an echo. Jack was also born with a heart defect. (I would list his defects, but I'm sure I don't remember exactly what they all are. Okay, I can't ever remember one of them...probably will ask you again sometime, Lisa.) I'm sure she'll eventually write about it on her blog (so sorry if you didn't want me to mention it here), but she was telling me that they saw something on his echo that looks like a blood clot and he has to go in for an MRI to know for sure. If it is, he'll have to go on medication stronger than the aspirin he takes and will have to get blood drawn every month. But at least he's very active and everything else looks good.
Sorry, no pictures this time.