15 months

My parents have this thing...they take me to a doctor at each milestone in my life. Here I am thinking, "Let's celebrate me being 15-months-old and so cute" and they are all like, "Instead we will hurt you." Not the best compromise. 

At the doctor's office, they forced me to undress and lay on a cold scale. They figured out just how much I weighed and how tall I was. Good news, I'm in the 7th percentile for both!

Then they left me, undressed and cold, to do whatever my little heart desired. 

Then the fun stopped and the doctor showed up. He started the torture session with sticking a cold circle on my back and chest. He then continued by shoving a pointy stick in my ears. 

  

It was terrible. I thought that was the worse of it, but then things really picked up!  After he left, the nurse came back and had the audacity to stick me with a needle for a shot! It was terrible...and my parents just let it happen!!  Can you believe it?!