One LIttle 6 Month Old

Lincoln had his 6 month appointment on Monday.  I hate shot day.  Spare me the lectures because I know they are best for him, but I sure hate to hear Lincoln scream as soon as the needle hits his leg.  It breaks my heart.  I can't watch him get the shots...Kirk helps hold him down while the nurse gives the shots. 

Lincoln's latest stats:

Weight: 15 pounds 9 ounces (15th percentile)
Height: 26 1/8 inches (32nd percentile)
Head: 43.4 centimeters (25th percentile)

He's a little peanut! The Nurse Practitioner reminded us that before we know it, he's going to be crawling all over the place.  I know he has to grow up, but I'm so worried I'm going to forget his little gummy smile or his chunky little wrist or the way he puts his arm on our shoulder when we're holding him or the way he looks at me when I pick him up from day care or the way he giggles when we tickle him under his chin or his face when he eats sweet potatoes.  I could go on all day...I just don't want to forget any of the little things I love so much about our sweet baby.  How do you slow time down again?