This week I got my last "jab" (or "prickle" as my new friend, Hope, calls it) for a few months.  Mama, once again, turned her head away as Auntie Michelle poked me.  I was pretty courageous this time as I hardly cried.  Auntie Michelle said I probably didn't feel it so much because of all the chub on my thighs.  At 16 weeks, I weiged in at 7.2kg (15 lbs 12 ounces) and am still off the top of the growth chart!

What do ya think...am I looking more like my Baba these days?  Mama says we're both quite handsome.

I was officially counted this week in the National Census of Kenya.  This nice lady, Monica, came to our home and asked us so many questions.  Baba said he must take a picture of this historic event in my life as it won't happen again until I am 10 years old.