This is Heath's beloved Aunt Becca...

 This is the creepy picture he saw in the game isle at Walmart and said, "Mommy look it's Becca! Becca Mommy! Becca!" I think he was having Aunt Becca withdraws after being sick. 

 We were at Walmart killing time until Houston's 9 month check up since we rode to town with Daddy and dropped him off at work. 

 Houston measured 29 3/4" tall and was 22Lbs 6oz. with a head 18.5" around. Still off the charts. 

They had to give him a lead test since we live in such an old house. Thankfully he passed, and we won't have to do the vein draw like Heath did. While they were talking his blood though Heath was just beside himself with sorrow. He was crying and trying to pull Houston away saying,"No, No Houston shots!" Houston was just sitting on my lap trying to figure out why Heath was so upset, not hardly noticing they were taking blood   at all.

That spot on his nose is from a ball Heath chucked at his face. Good thing he's such an easy going little guy.