I took Charles to the doctor this morning for a check up. It turns out that Charles is healthy, weighs 29 pounds and is 37 inches long. Charles was ok during the visit except for being a little clutchy. He didn’t make a sound the entire time but he did keep a close eye on everyone. However, no visit to the doctor is complete without a little trauma. Charles’ trauma was caused by a little red truck with the nurse gave to him to distract while he was weighed. Regular readers will already know how this ends – Charles had to give the truck back when we left and that made him very sad. He cried all the way back. The nurse gave him a truck sticker but he threw that into the car in a fury. I gave him two other cars that were in his seat but he threw those away as well and just mewled piteously. I suspect that in the coming years Charles will look back on this and say “Dad, I’ve learned how to pick locks – it’s time to get that truck!”