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.
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