"Uh-Oh"

Does it count as your first word if all the consonants are silent? "Uh-oh" is my current phrase that I like to use quite a bit, usually in the correct context unfortunately. Sippy cup falls on the floor? Uh-oh. Hit my head on the bottom of the table? Uh-oh. Fall down while running across the room? Uh-oh. Food gets stuck in my hair? Uh-oh. Drop Mommy's keys in the trashcan? Uh-oh.

Stuffed a whole piece of bread in my mouth at once? Uh-oh.

What makes it even more comical is the exaggerated "O" I make with my lips, the widening of the eyes, and the occassional covering of the mouth or smushing of the cheeks. Drama queen? Who, me?

I'm not sure I know who she is (the "other" Juliet) but my ride is made for sharing.

Another uh-oh was our trip to the Acute Kids Care again this past Monday. I love that place, even though I'm usually there under undesirable circumstances. Monday was a doozy ... a peanut reaction! Mommy took Dr. Frank's suggestion of letting me try peanut butter, and, well, let's just say that Mommy and Daddy now have this Epi-Pen to carry around "just in case". Just in case what, let's not find out.

At Acute Kids after my shot waiting for the doctor to come back

I know what you're thinking -- Mommy still has visions of having to plunge a needle into my heart a la "Pulp Fiction" -- but it wasn't that bad. I broke out in hives all over my body and got all splotchy and itchy, but I didn't have any breathing problems or a tummy ache or anything like that. A simple shot in the leg fixed me right up. But I have a feeling it will be a long, long, LONG time before Mommy offers me PB again.

Excited about my Wonder Pets sticker
but not too happy that I don't have the use of my hands back yet.

Really, I'll all better now and back to my old self. Fiesty, opinionated, not wanting to sleep, precocious, and tons of fun!