like mother, like son.

It seems unfortunate that Emery has inherited his mother's temperamental skin. We visited the pediatrician today in hopes of helping clear a rash that's been coming and going for almost a month.

Diagnosis from the doctor: eczema.



Diagnosis from his mother: ridiculous cuteness.



Waiting for Dr. Whiting, we had a photo shoot.
He was very interested in the camera.





And then he was very interested in the paper upon which he was laying.







And then he spotted the diaper bag



and his favorite contents in it:



string cheese.



And then back to the camera.



And then a quick look at the door as the good doctor arrived.



He did great during the visit and even tolerated a diaper change (he isn't so fond of those anymore).



His stats from the visit: 30 1/2 inches and 26 lbs 15 oz.

Our favorite nurse Melissa, who recently had a baby and was on maternity leave, hadn't seen him since his 6 month check up. She couldn't believe how big he was and kept telling me he was a little man now. It made me sad and happy at the same time.