Guess my mom won't be needing this book anymore, now that I'm all growed up...I wonder if she'll let me rip it up? Or colour in it - I got to colour with crayons for the first time the other day.
I was pretty proud of myself when I was born - I thought being 4196 grams (9 pounds, 4 ounces) and 56 centimetres made me pretty tough. Not to mention that we walked to the hospital at 30 below! I spent 2 nights keeping my mom awake as I was getting ready to be be born, but I didn't want to spend time hanging around Whitehorse General Hospital. So we arrived at 8:10 in the morning, and in three and a half hours, I was born. Drugs and medical interventions really are overrated, I say. Anyway, as I was saying, after that I thought I was pretty darn tough. But looking back, I can't believe what a scrawny, ugly runt I was then! Now I'm 10kg and 77cm, and quite a bit cuter!
I did get bit a cuter over the next week, but I was still pretty skinny and short!
Anyway, that's enough chatting for now. This gal's got a big day ahead of her!
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my boss's 2 1/2 year old weighs 23lbs!
Happy Birthday Elis!!!
Really? That's crazy! My doctor says that I'm in the 95th percentile for height, but I'm not that extreme for weight.
Thanks, Stacie! I had a fun party, and am fast asleep already after all the excitement! (Yes, I have already mastered the art of simultaneous typing and sleeping at the age of one!)
Sara, a Elis é linda! Parabéns...uma verdadeira florzinha. Não vou conseguir ir na festinha, então desejo um feliz aniversário à pequenina, que ela se divirta bastante.
bjs
Elza
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